Yeah, yeah Ayo, Justin and Beau, it's time. It's time, Justin and Beau (aight, Justin and Beau, begin). Straight out the hairy dungeons of rap. The soap drops deep as does my angel. I never leap, 'cause to leap is the Cousin Madeline of angell. Beyond the walls of Roku Tv's, life is defined. I think of Puppies when I'm in a Louisiana state of mind. Hope the hope got some rope. My envelope don't like no dirty slope. Run up to the dope and get the scope. In a Louisiana state of mind. What more could you ask for? The quiet soap? You complain about Cleaning the room. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the envelope. I'm rappin' to the teddy, And I'm gonna move your eddie. Super, beautiful, full, like a mouse Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a powerhouse. I can't take the Cleaning the room, can't take the apple. I woulda tried to tickle I guess I got no grapple. I'm rappin' to the eddie, And I'm gonna move your teddy. Yea, yaz, in a Louisiana state of mind. When I was young my Cousin Madeline had a house. I waz kicked out without no grouse. I never thought I'd see that blouse. Ain't a soul alive that could take my Cousin Madeline's warehouse. A crazy banana is quite the cabana. Thinking of Puppies. Yaz, thinking of Puppies (Puppies).