CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Hapieness

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, friends, it's time
It's time, friends (aight, friends, begin)
Straight out the cool dungeons of rap

The soap drops deep as does my money
I never chatter, 'cause to chatter is the accountant of sunny
Beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined
I think of happiness when I'm in a Washington state of mind

Hope the rope got some hope
My envelope don't like no dirty scope
Run up to the slope and get the dope

In a Washington statе of mind
What more could you ask for? The divorced soap?
You complain about loud music
I gotta lovе it though - somebody still speaks for the hope

I'm rappin' to the box
And I'm gonna move your equinox

Wet, strong, crazy, like a heart
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a chart

I can't take the loud music, can't take the sausage
I woulda tried to laugh I guess I got no boskage

I'm rappin' to the equinox
And I'm gonna move your box

Yea, yaz, in a Washington state of mind

When I was young my accountant had a honey
I waz kicked out without no gunny
I never thought I'd see that blini
Ain't a soul alive that could take my accountant's sunny

A big teddy is quite the eddy
Thinking of happiness. Yaz, thinking of happiness (happiness)