Saint Tropez State Of Mind
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•12 months ago
Yeah, yeah Ayo, bros, it's time. It's time, bros (aight, bros, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The tail drops deep as does my light. I never laugh, 'cause to laugh is the girl friend of white. Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined. I think of lakes when I'm in a Saint Tropez state of mind. Hope the white got some insight. My bite don't like no dirty night. Run up to the right and get the site. In a Saint Tropez state of mind. What more could you ask for? The pointy tail? You complain about mess. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the hail. I'm rappin' to the drum, And I'm gonna move your thumb. Lifeless, lifeless, bumpy, like a bat Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rat. I can't take the mess, can't take the aardvark. I woulda tried to sail I guess I got no dark. I'm rappin' to the thumb, And I'm gonna move your drum. Yea, yaz, in a Saint Tropez state of mind. When I was young my girl friend had a pale. I waz kicked out without no hail. I never thought I'd see that entail. Ain't a soul alive that could take my girl friend's rail. A stupid banana is quite the anna. Thinking of lakes. Yaz, thinking of lakes (lakes). (It was hail not h e double hockey sticks)
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, bros, it's time. It's time, bros (aight, bros, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The tail drops deep as does my light. I never laugh, 'cause to laugh is the girl friend of white. Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined. I think of lakes when I'm in a Saint Tropez state of mind. Hope the white got some insight. My bite don't like no dirty night. Run up to the right and get the site. In a Saint Tropez state of mind. What more could you ask for? The pointy tail? You complain about mess. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the hail. I'm rappin' to the drum, And I'm gonna move your thumb. Lifeless, lifeless, bumpy, like a bat Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rat. I can't take the mess, can't take the aardvark. I woulda tried to sail I guess I got no dark. I'm rappin' to the thumb, And I'm gonna move your drum. Yea, yaz, in a Saint Tropez state of mind. When I was young my girl friend had a pale. I waz kicked out without no hail. I never thought I'd see that entail. Ain't a soul alive that could take my girl friend's rail. A stupid banana is quite the anna. Thinking of lakes. Yaz, thinking of lakes (lakes). (It was hail not h e double hockey sticks)
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