BLP Kosher - 2000's Baby lyrics
BLP Kosher [Benjamin Landy-Pavlon] Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BLP Kosher - 2000's Baby lyrics]
Water, ayy
They say he cool, condensation, I got drip
I need a koozie I'm at Jasper's crib
They let the Jew in the jacuzzi
2000 baby, this the perfect storm
George Clooney
Put my best foot forward 'til I
Peeped them boys were goofy
And every time my light shine bright
They try to dim some
Now I'm with your lady eatin' dim sum
Puff the Magic Dragon, if he smoke
Then I might flip one
Tuck his tail, hop off the wagon
I might kick one
Four score and seven years ago, I met a jit
Who put an arrow on the Smith & Wesson
Steven Tyler shit my arm strong from totin'
Billies, sixty seconds, throw a fit
I'm sippin' egg nog
Developin' a dad bod' and shit
I'm gettin' flat spots and shit from all
The wear and tear out it
He playin' chess, not checkers
I'm an archery fanatic
I be rappin' for a reason
I don't care 'bout livin' lavish
'Cause if it's smoke
Appreciate the aromatics
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
2000 baby, I ain't growin' old, yeah
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
From the Florida Tropics, now
I'm up the road, ayy
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
Pistol drop an opp, like
How low can you go? yeah
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, ayy
Why they dissin' all my peers?
Don't you disappear (diss a peer)
They ask me where I'm tryna take
This shit, I told 'em, "Change is near"
And every time they tried to make amends
That shit was insincere
That rusty-ass 380 in my boot
That shit a souvenir
Extendo clips hangin' like dicks
Out for Harambe pasta de pepe
I catch your ass and cook you à la dente
Ambidextrous, more to the left
But, I am not Beyoncé
And I'm married to the money
Shout-out my fiancée
BLP John Quiñones, pop out like
"What would you do?"
I'm smokin' on you know who
The grandson of them damn lieutenants too
Forty out the gate, came out the roof
Just me and whoop-de-woo
I get the info like I'm Narduwar
Then that chopper do do do
I'm shuttin' down the venues with my dog
He look like Majin Buu
I grew up fast as fuck
I'm tryna violate the Toon Lagoon
Sweet lick, I buck the gang back, they salty
No spittoon i feel like 9lokkNine
A bad bitch blow me like a ba balloon
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
2000 baby, I ain't growin' old, yeah
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
From the Florida Tropics, now
I'm up the road, ayy
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
Pistol drop an opp, like
How low can you go? yeah
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, ayy
They say he cool, condensation, I got drip
I need a koozie I'm at Jasper's crib
They let the Jew in the jacuzzi
2000 baby, this the perfect storm
George Clooney
Put my best foot forward 'til I
Peeped them boys were goofy
And every time my light shine bright
They try to dim some
Now I'm with your lady eatin' dim sum
Puff the Magic Dragon, if he smoke
Then I might flip one
Tuck his tail, hop off the wagon
I might kick one
Four score and seven years ago, I met a jit
Who put an arrow on the Smith & Wesson
Steven Tyler shit my arm strong from totin'
Billies, sixty seconds, throw a fit
I'm sippin' egg nog
Developin' a dad bod' and shit
I'm gettin' flat spots and shit from all
The wear and tear out it
He playin' chess, not checkers
I'm an archery fanatic
I be rappin' for a reason
I don't care 'bout livin' lavish
'Cause if it's smoke
Appreciate the aromatics
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
2000 baby, I ain't growin' old, yeah
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
From the Florida Tropics, now
I'm up the road, ayy
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
Pistol drop an opp, like
How low can you go? yeah
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, ayy
Why they dissin' all my peers?
Don't you disappear (diss a peer)
They ask me where I'm tryna take
This shit, I told 'em, "Change is near"
And every time they tried to make amends
That shit was insincere
That rusty-ass 380 in my boot
That shit a souvenir
Extendo clips hangin' like dicks
Out for Harambe pasta de pepe
I catch your ass and cook you à la dente
Ambidextrous, more to the left
But, I am not Beyoncé
And I'm married to the money
Shout-out my fiancée
BLP John Quiñones, pop out like
"What would you do?"
I'm smokin' on you know who
The grandson of them damn lieutenants too
Forty out the gate, came out the roof
Just me and whoop-de-woo
I get the info like I'm Narduwar
Then that chopper do do do
I'm shuttin' down the venues with my dog
He look like Majin Buu
I grew up fast as fuck
I'm tryna violate the Toon Lagoon
Sweet lick, I buck the gang back, they salty
No spittoon i feel like 9lokkNine
A bad bitch blow me like a ba balloon
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
2000 baby, I ain't growin' old, yeah
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
From the Florida Tropics, now
I'm up the road, ayy
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na
Pistol drop an opp, like
How low can you go? yeah
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, ayy