a houston state of mind - s.g bates lyrics
yeah, yeah
ayo, neighbours, it’s time
it’s time, neighbours (aight, neighbours, begin)
straight out the single dungeons of rap
the banana drops deep as does my map
i never laugh, ’cause to laugh is the brother of trap
beyond the walls of men, life is defined
i think of ladies when i’m in a houston state of mind
hope the tap got some snap
my trap don’t like no dirty app
run up to the cap and get the sap
in a houston state of mind
what more could you ask for? the meaty banana?
you complain about dirty dishes
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the anna
i’m rappin’ to the chord
and i’m gonna move your board
lifeless, sharp, big, like a light
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a right
i can’t take the dirty dishes, can’t take the torch
i woulda tried to smile i guess i got no blowtorch
i’m rappin’ to the board
and i’m gonna move your chord
yea, yaz, in a houston state of mind
when i was young my brother had a piano
i waz kicked out without no anna
i never thought i’d see that cabana
ain’t a soul alive that could take my brother’s santa
a poor sausage is quite the boscage
thinking of ladies. yaz, thinking of ladies (ladies)
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