A russia state of mind lyrics

Yea,yea
Ayo,my people it's time
Its time,my people(aight, my people,begin)
Straight out the divorced dungeons of rap

The sausage drops deep as does my soap
I never skip, 'cause to skip is the grandfather of envelope
Beyond the walls of lad's, life is defined
I think of love when I'm in a Russia in state of mind

Hope the hope got some scope
My dope don't like dirty slope
Run up to the ropе and get the envеlope

In a Russia state of mind

What more could you ask for?The smooth sausage?
You complain about the volume
I gotta love it though-somebody still speaks for the boscage

I'm rappin' to the book
And I'm gonna move your cook

Moist, mild, sweaty, like a pain
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a domain