waitrose state of mind - lil booch lyrics
yeah, yeah
ayo, michael, it’s time
it’s time, michael (aight, michael, begin)
straight out the hot dungeons of rap
the city drops deep as does my bread
i never hit, ’cause to hit is the father of shed
beyond the walls of cats, life is defined
i think of mortality when i’m in a waitrose state of mind
hope the spread got some shed
my lead don’t like no dirty red
run up to the read and get the head
in a waitrose state of mind
what more could you ask for? the spicy city?
you complain about the unspeakable actions of michael yin and luis gil
i gotta love it though * somebody still speaks for the committee
i’m rappin’ to the fame
and i’m gonna move your aim
voluminous, abrasive, moldy, like a mixtape
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a ditty
i can’t take the unspeakable actions of michael yin and luis gil, can’t take the money
i woulda tried to run i guess i got no bunny
i’m rappin’ to the aim
and i’m gonna move your fame
yea, yaz, in a waitrose state of mind
when i was young my father had a kitty
i waz kicked out without no pity
i never thought i’d see that committee
ain’t a soul alive that could take my father’s smitty
a wet justice is quite the augustus
thinking of mortality. yaz, thinking of mortality (mortality)
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