Champagne Humor
BLP Kosher
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BLP Kosher - Champagne Humor Lyrics & Traduction

Life gave me lemons, I can't propose, but she can take my ring
Chosen cologne, I know they smell me, rollin' in their grave
The obstacles I hopped, was fuck Denny's, just like I'm Johnny Dang
Shiesty beat the pac, like, who's your daddy? He was Raising Cain'
Glock give a opp back shots, the chop from Notre Dame
Shiesty died, they thought it was over, but now they know his name
Sippin' Pinot noir I'm a chimp but I'm still in pain
I was buckin' Arizona teas tryna jack the train

I can Daft Punk 'em, you up all night to get lucky
I feel like Yak I'm in that Yoda chewing on my mup
But fuck it, I'ma flush 'em, you'd think that Joe the Plumber
Play rugby, I feel like LUCKI on the stage how I tune 'em up
My pockets stay on probiotics, all I do is get cheese
Your bitch a gnat, that ho a dodo bird, I ain't tryna greaze
I was eatin' cup o' noodles, now it's Vietnamese
I edit shit like I'm Denise send the clip back to Greece
I'ma let the beat breath a little peace, ayy
I lay the beat deceased
You fold on me like origami, I ain't even crease
They only tryna take a piece, I'm tryna make the peace
Ayy, waterrr
And the Glock came from Pari
Ayy, the opp green, but my French crueler
Ayy, bake a cracker ass with that led ruler
She ain't take me back, now she call me, tryna throw that cooter
Jit days, hunchin' on a tutor, tryna fuck a cougar
Man, that shit was never 'bout the money but we met at Luger
He do walk downs, without the stick, they know the kids super
Bear false witness, don't leave one, flip the Uber
Glock came with a razor, I'm a skater, but I rip the scooter
Shooters with me at the water front and we eatin' at Shooters
Emo bitch, blood get her wet, and I'll be damned, hoover
Dwelling on the past, buyin' presents, listening to Future
Shit get rowdy, don't rebel, we don't do computers
They were crackin' Jew jokes, bad sense of humor
I'll spin a cracker block, I don't do bloopers
I'm a big dreidel, you a fucking loser
Bus stop, fourteen, penny board cruiser
Now I skirt the black truck and it's just a cruiser
Sweet hump, mac truck, called the dang movers
And I got it on my own, watch how I maneuver
Me and Mo Fwea surfing, don't believe the rumors
I'm a hybrid, I don't ask for shit, I'm a non consumer
Clip sent him to the moon, man, that shit lunar
I'm getting fuel with my Z, like his damn producer
Shows in the six, touchin' Canadian maple
Big gold star, David, no star spangle
I'm going dumb, manic Monday like the Bengals
Hop up out the whip with that 'lil toolie, I don't never dangle

Life gave me lemons, I can't propose, but she can take my ring
Chosen cologne, I know they smell me, rollin' in their grave
The obstacles I hopped, was fuck Denny's, just like I'm Johnny Dang
Shiesty beat the pac, like, who's your daddy? He was Raising Cain'
Glock give a opp back shots, the chop from Notre Dame
Shiesty died, they thought it was over, but now they know his name
Sippin' Pinot noir I'm a chimp but I'm still in pain
I was buckin' Arizona teas tryna jack the train


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