paroles de chanson 2000’s Baby - BLP KOSHER

They say he cold condensation. I got drip I need a Cousy.

I'm at Jasper's crib they let the Jew in the Jacuzzi

2000's baby this the perfect storm, George Clooney

Put my best foot forward till I peeped them boys were goofy.

And every time my light shine bright they try to dim sum

Now I'm with your lady eating dim sum,

Puff, the Magic Dragon if it's smoke, then I'm a flip one

Tuck his tail hop off the wagon I'm a kick one

Four score and seven years ago I met a Jit

Who put an arrow on the Smith & Wesson Steven Tyler shit

My arms strong from totin billy 60 seconds throw a fit

I'm sipping eggnog developing a dad, bod and shit

I'm getting flat spots and shit
From all the wear and tear at it

He playing chess, not checkers. I'm a archery fanatic

I be rapping for a reason I don't care about living lavish

Cause if it's smoke, appreciate the aromatics

Na na na na na na na na na na na na
2000s baby I ain't growing old
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
From the Florida tropics now I'm up the road
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Pistol drop a opp like how low can you go
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Pull up on your block and I'm gon bend it like I'm cole

Why are they dissing on my peers

Don't you disappear
They asked me where I'm trying to take this shit
I told them changes near
And every time they try to make amends, that shit was insincere
That rusty ass 380 in my boot that shit a souvenir

Extendo clips hanging like dicks out for Harambe

Pasta d'pepe I cacio ass and cook you, Al dente

Ambidextrous more to the left, but I am not Beyoncé

And I'm married to money shout out my fiancé

BLP John Quinonez pop out like what would you do

I'm smoking on you know who the grandson of them damn lieutenants too

40 out the gate came out the roof just me and woot da woot

I get the info like I'm Nardwuar, then that chopper doot da loot

I'm shutting down them venues with my dog who look like maajin buu

I grew up fast as fuck. I'm trying to violate the tune lagoon

Sweet lick I buck the gang back they salty no spittoon

I feel like 9lokkNine a bad bitch blow me like a Babaaloon

Na na na na na na na na na na na na
2000s baby I ain't growing old
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
From the Florida tropics now I'm up the road
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Pistol drop a opp like how low can you go
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Pull up on your block and I'm gon bend it like I'm cole