BLP Kosher - Dreidel Bop lyrics
BLP Kosher [Benjamin Landy-Pavlon] Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
BLP has once again captured the attention of fans with his latest release, 'Dreidel Bop.' The music video, featuring an array of captivating visuals, dynamic dance moves, and unique outfits, has sparked a diverse range of reactions from fans worldwide. The song's infectious energy has resonated with listeners, as evidenced by the enthusiastic comments flooding various platforms. One fan, clearly taken by the overall production, exclaimed, "Takoi krasivyy klip, tanets, autfity, i moi lyubimye devochki!" (Translation: "Such a beautiful video, dance, outfits, and my favorite girls!").
[BLP Kosher - Dreidel Bop lyrics]
(Oh snap, snap, snap)
Waterrr, waterrr, yeah
Dreidel man, dreidel man
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
But I don't wanna leave it alone
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
And I don't wanna leave it alone
Waterrr
They know I'm 'bout my porridge
The dreidel man that could
She gave me top in the forest, I'm in the neck of the woods
I feel like Blake, I'm a carpenter how I rip the wood
I got like forty out the gate, and jit, I wish you would
Smoke with me, you boutta build machinery, you could go to conway
Jit thought he was swift, I interrupt him like that boy Kanye
He said he was from the O, you from Altamonte
They thought that I was peewee, now they fuck with me the long way
They told me, "Stay up out the way, you 'bout to be a mogul"
Dude in that interrogation room, he want to stretch them vocals
I used to ask around for rides, I was never mobile
Now my pockets stay on Alabama 'cause my money mobile
I'm fucked up 'bout the middle east, I'm tryna make peace
And you ain't standin' on bees wax, burts bees
I love my dog but he will crash like it's peach beach
'Cause he got beef in every city like he Mr. Beast
They asked me, "How much for the feat?", man, that shit steep
This choppa got me walkin' like I got webbed feet
You rappin' 'bout Jew Sheisty, bitch, you dead meat
Big beam on your ass, infrared heat
They thought I was spoon fed
Bitch, I have a spork
You try to take my ice, you need the stick, like I'm Bobby Orr
Leave him sleep on the floor, like the furniture store
You don't hit your bitch right, bad cock and more
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
But I don't wanna leave it alone
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
And I don't wanna leave it alone
Waterrr, waterrr, yeah
Dreidel man, dreidel man
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
But I don't wanna leave it alone
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
And I don't wanna leave it alone
Waterrr
They know I'm 'bout my porridge
The dreidel man that could
She gave me top in the forest, I'm in the neck of the woods
I feel like Blake, I'm a carpenter how I rip the wood
I got like forty out the gate, and jit, I wish you would
Smoke with me, you boutta build machinery, you could go to conway
Jit thought he was swift, I interrupt him like that boy Kanye
He said he was from the O, you from Altamonte
They thought that I was peewee, now they fuck with me the long way
They told me, "Stay up out the way, you 'bout to be a mogul"
Dude in that interrogation room, he want to stretch them vocals
I used to ask around for rides, I was never mobile
Now my pockets stay on Alabama 'cause my money mobile
I'm fucked up 'bout the middle east, I'm tryna make peace
And you ain't standin' on bees wax, burts bees
I love my dog but he will crash like it's peach beach
'Cause he got beef in every city like he Mr. Beast
They asked me, "How much for the feat?", man, that shit steep
This choppa got me walkin' like I got webbed feet
You rappin' 'bout Jew Sheisty, bitch, you dead meat
Big beam on your ass, infrared heat
They thought I was spoon fed
Bitch, I have a spork
You try to take my ice, you need the stick, like I'm Bobby Orr
Leave him sleep on the floor, like the furniture store
You don't hit your bitch right, bad cock and more
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
But I don't wanna leave it alone
Hit 'em with the bands, now they in a trance
I don't wanna do this no more
I'm back where I started
And I ain't never been to this party
And I don't wanna leave it alone