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LAUNDRY DAY

State Of Mind

 

State Of Mind

(альбом: Trumpet Boy - 2018)


Good girls get down
Big world, small town
Party, now we runnin through the street
Feastin, so we puttin on the pounds
Drank too much, they layin on the ground
The chicks are gathered chilling in the lounge
Another one just pulled up unannounced
Foreign, like a name you can't pronounce

Chokin on the steam
Two dudes are over kissin on the couch
The cops pulled up so now ya rollin out

Now ya rollin out, now ya rollin out
Now ya rollin out, now ya rollin out

The neighborhoods buzzin
Can't worry bout nothin
The 808s bumpin in my state of mind
Doors open, so come in
No room for discussion
Just living and loving is my state of mind

Close your eyes, recognize
All the things kept inside
Feel the beat takin over you
When you look in his eyes
And the feelings inside
Have taken hold on you
Crank the music loud
But it isn't allowed
Broken glass is blurring the view
And now ya rollin out

Now ya rollin out, now ya rollin out
Now ya rollin out, now ya rollin out

It's half past three
She's stuck on me
Teen Nick is playing on the flat screen
Danny Tanner chillin in the house
Everywhere you look, anotha clown
No music cause the DJ on the ground
He tanner cause the curtain broken down
Guess the sun is pretty damn profound
Wheres the listerine?
Breath is smelling like General Tso
Freshen up, and then we rollin out

Then we rollin out, then we rollin out
Then we rollin out, then we rollin out

The neighborhoods buzzin
Can't worry bout nothin
The 808s bumpin in my state of mind
Doors open, so come in
No room for discussion
Just living and loving is my state of mind

(The neighborhoods buzzin, can't worry bout nothin)
In my state of mind
(Doors open, so come in)
In my state of mind, yeah
(The neighbors have poison)
In my state of mind, in my state of mind
In my state of mind

Close your eyes recognize
All the things kept inside
Feel the beat takin over you
When you look in his eyes
And the feelings inside
Have taken hold on you
Crank the music loud
But it isn't allowed
Broken glass is blurring the view
And now ya rollin out

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