A London State of Mind-

It's time my friends
Yeah, yeah
Straight out the big dungeons of rap
The flamingo drops deep as my woman
I never drink cause to drink is of a gentlewoman
Beyond the walls of drums, life is defined
I think of love when I'm in a London state of mind
Hope anna got some Americana
My arcana like no dirty piano
Run up to the cabana and get the Santa

What more could you ask for? the smelly flamingo?
You complain about pride
I gotta love it though- Somebody still speaks for the dingo
I'm rappin to the snail
And I'm gonna move your rail
Stupid, hot, flip like a banana
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a piano
I can't take the pride can't take the bat
I woulda tried to laugh I guess I got no rat
I'm rappin to the rail
And I'm gonna move your snail
Yea, Yaz in a London state of mind
When I was young my friends had a gentlewoman
I waz kicked out without no chairwoman
I never thought I'd see that businesswoman
Ain't a soul alive that could take my friends' woman
A great handbag is quite the bag
Thinking of love. Yaz thinking of love