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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



2000s 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 f*ck. 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
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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



2000s 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 f*ck. 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
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Writer: Benjamin Landy Pavlon, Jasper Harris, Aaron Shadrow, Roy Lenzo, Presley Regier, Hidde Ament
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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