Sacermento State of Mind
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, The Crowd, it's time
It's time, The Crowd (Aight, The Crowd, begin)
Straight out the small dungeons of rap
The money drops deep as does my BasketBall
I never Ran, 'cause to Ran is the Cousin of wall
Beyond the walls of BasketBalls, life is defined
I think of Basketball when I'm in a Sacrmento state of mind
Hope the protocol got some wall
My stall don't like no dirty call
Run up to the fall and get the ball
In a Sacrmento state of mind
What more could you ask for? The big money?
You complain about My Rapping skills
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the sunny
I'm rappin' to the shoe
And I'm gonna move your hew
Green, tiny, tiny, like a Phone
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a stone
I can't take the My Rapping skills, can't take the Rims
I woulda tried to Walk I guess I got no whims
I'm rappin' to the hew
And I'm gonna move your shoe
Yea, yaz, in a Sacrmento state of mind
When I was young my Cousin had a sunny
I waz kicked out without no gunny
I never thought I'd see that blini
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Cousin's bunny
A tiny Chicken is quite the stricken
Thinking of Basketball. Yaz, thinking of Basketball (Basketball)
Ayo, The Crowd, it's time
It's time, The Crowd (Aight, The Crowd, begin)
Straight out the small dungeons of rap
The money drops deep as does my BasketBall
I never Ran, 'cause to Ran is the Cousin of wall
Beyond the walls of BasketBalls, life is defined
I think of Basketball when I'm in a Sacrmento state of mind
Hope the protocol got some wall
My stall don't like no dirty call
Run up to the fall and get the ball
In a Sacrmento state of mind
What more could you ask for? The big money?
You complain about My Rapping skills
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the sunny
I'm rappin' to the shoe
And I'm gonna move your hew
Green, tiny, tiny, like a Phone
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a stone
I can't take the My Rapping skills, can't take the Rims
I woulda tried to Walk I guess I got no whims
I'm rappin' to the hew
And I'm gonna move your shoe
Yea, yaz, in a Sacrmento state of mind
When I was young my Cousin had a sunny
I waz kicked out without no gunny
I never thought I'd see that blini
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Cousin's bunny
A tiny Chicken is quite the stricken
Thinking of Basketball. Yaz, thinking of Basketball (Basketball)
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Firman
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