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BLP KOSHER - Happy Hour Lyrics



BLP KOSHER - Happy Hour Lyrics




[ Featuring BabyTron ]

Waterrr
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Waterrr, yeah

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?

Baby, we some stars, pop out at night, create a constellation
Thumbin' through the stash, might break the bank, but never concentration
Girly playin' games, I cut into her, call it operation
Choppers waiting, tried to grab a chain, now he a doctors patient
Cudi serving whatchamacallits I'm talkin' whose he Whozeewhatzit
Getting trippy with my hippie, shroomin' while we Doobie puffin
I got franklins, that's your granny age and I got new B hunnids
Super throated at LAX, I almost forgot my Louie luggage
I remember when the wall was my back
And before I learned to walk, I probably crawled to the racks
It's apocalyptical vibes, hit the mall, get attacked
Yeah, I ball, check the stats
I'm the dog getting the cat
What the f*ck?

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?

They let the dreidel in Detroit, so I brought BabyTron to Broward
I heard the opps in the stu, them boys ass, takin' hours
Hit the garbage dump to save a life, multi purpose flower
Me and Tron set the bar, when we link, it's happy hour
BLP, Tron, but really, this is Beethoven and Bach
You'll think I had kankles how that glizzie by my ankle lock
He in debt dew tour no BMX, but don't get table topped
I don't play paintball, in real life, your ass'll f*cking popped
They ask me what I'm rappin' 'bout, It's more 'bout what I'm rappin' for
We ain't makin' peace 'til I retreat like a Labrador
Kicked the door down from my generation, no L'dor Va-Dor
Turned 'em to a fly with my stick, Albus Dumbledore

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
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Waterrr
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Waterrr, yeah

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?

Baby, we some stars, pop out at night, create a constellation
Thumbin' through the stash, might break the bank, but never concentration
Girly playin' games, I cut into her, call it operation
Choppers waiting, tried to grab a chain, now he a doctors patient
Cudi serving whatchamacallits I'm talkin' whose he Whozeewhatzit
Getting trippy with my hippie, shroomin' while we Doobie puffin
I got franklins, that's your granny age and I got new B hunnids
Super throated at LAX, I almost forgot my Louie luggage
I remember when the wall was my back
And before I learned to walk, I probably crawled to the racks
It's apocalyptical vibes, hit the mall, get attacked
Yeah, I ball, check the stats
I'm the dog getting the cat
What the f*ck?

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?

They let the dreidel in Detroit, so I brought BabyTron to Broward
I heard the opps in the stu, them boys ass, takin' hours
Hit the garbage dump to save a life, multi purpose flower
Me and Tron set the bar, when we link, it's happy hour
BLP, Tron, but really, this is Beethoven and Bach
You'll think I had kankles how that glizzie by my ankle lock
He in debt dew tour no BMX, but don't get table topped
I don't play paintball, in real life, your ass'll f*cking popped
They ask me what I'm rappin' 'bout, It's more 'bout what I'm rappin' for
We ain't makin' peace 'til I retreat like a Labrador
Kicked the door down from my generation, no L'dor Va-Dor
Turned 'em to a fly with my stick, Albus Dumbledore

Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
Ayy, I keep the staff, f*ck the faculty
Bad bitches eat sweet green, you go to Applebee's
I just bought a Draco with the drum, Jew the Maccabee
She lookin' at me, stickin' out her tongue, why you mad at me?
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Writer: Benjamin Landy-Pavlov, James Johnson IV
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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