Hapieness lyrics
by Jack Harlow
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)