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Champagne Humor lyrics

Performer BLP KOSHER

Champagne Humor song lyrics by BLP KOSHER official

Champagne Humor is a song in English

(B B had to do it to 'em)
(Fuelz got that heat)

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 pack, like, who's your daddy? He was Raisin' 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 champ but I'm still in pain
I was buckin' Arizona teas tryna jack the chain

I could daft punk him you up all night to get lucky
I feel like Yak I'm in that yota chewin' on my mup
Fuck it I'ma flush him you would think that joe the plumber
Played rugby I feel like Lucki on the stage how I tune them up
My pockets stay on probiotics all I do is get cheese
Yo' bitch a gnat that ho a dodo bird I ain't tryna greeze
I was eatin' cup a noodles now it's Vietnamese
I edit shit like I'm Denise send the clip back to Greece
I'ma let the beat breathe a lil' piece
Ayy, I leave the beat deceased
You fold on me like origami I ain't even crease
They only tryin' to take a piece I'm tryna make the peace
Ayy, water, this Glock came from Paris
Ayy, the opps green but my French crueler
Ayy, bake a cracka ass with that lead ruler
She ain't text me back now she callin' tryin' to 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 Lucre
He do walk downs with that lil stick they know the kid super
Bare false witness don't leave one, flip the Uber
Glock came with a razor I'm a skater but I'll rip the scooter
Shooters with me at the waterfront, and we eatin' at Shooter's
Emo bitch, blood get her wet and I'll be dammed Hoover
Dwellin' on the past buyin' presents listenin' 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 Cracka block I don't do bloopers
Yeah, I'm a big dreidel you a fuckin' loser
Bus stop 14 penny board cruiser
Now I skrrt the black truck and it's just a cruiser
Sweet hunk Mack truck call the dang movers
And I got it on my own watch how I maneuver
Me and Mofwea surfin' don't believe the rumors
I'm a hybrid I don't ask for shit I'm a non consumer
Clips send him to the moon man that shit lunar
I'm gettin' fueled with my Z like this damn producer
Shows in the 6 touchin' Canadian maple
Big gold Star of David no star spangle
I'm goin' dumb manic Monday like the Bangles
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 pack, like, who's your daddy? He was Raisin' 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 champ but I'm still in pain
I was buckin' Arizona teas tryna jack the chain
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Benjamin Shimon Landy-Pavlon, Quintin August Daniel Hofman
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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