OooLaLa
Yea
I'm chilling, enjoying baguettes in Paris where I can't stress
This life is madness, so I put it on my canvas
The pen and pad it is my art & that's established
Since way back when I thought Chablis was shabliss, Ha
Tragic now with my style I've changed trajectory
It's magic, kinda like how the mountains beckon me
To greater heights, was getting paper on them later nights
Now I pop champagne with a single saber slice
Then on a train & sipping on my latest vice
Writing rhymes to pass the time & taking in the nature sights
So I kill it enjoying what is idyllic
In the French countryside to revive my spirit
My mind I clear it to prepare for what is next
In Bourgogne cuz ya boy always wants the best
& nothing less. So I'm living like it's Mardi gras
Turning up on a Tuesday, ooolalala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Saying ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
I'm in Morey-Saint-Denis with my head in the clouds
I manifested my dreams when I said em aloud
Man, there's truly no time that is better than now
Forget the future let's chill here instead for awhile
Instead of denial, I vowed I'm confronting my truth
& I'm living to the fullest, man my life is the proof
I do it for the ancestors, I'm trying to recoup
While others concentrate on being fly & aloof
I'm up late feeling great sipping wine in the booth
& enjoying the mind state that my rhyme'll induce
Then I'm studying wine, the climate, the fruit
Everything I'm trying to do, I ain't lying to you
Sipping wine that is cru, from Morey-Saint-Denis
It's premier as I bump premier so escape with me
To Burgundy, where the vibe's immaculate
Ooo-lala, this a moment that you can't forget
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Saying ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Lalalalaaaa
From Paris to Beaune
More gone in Bourgogne, ya'know what I mean
Ooolalala
I'm chilling, enjoying baguettes in Paris where I can't stress
This life is madness, so I put it on my canvas
The pen and pad it is my art & that's established
Since way back when I thought Chablis was shabliss, Ha
Tragic now with my style I've changed trajectory
It's magic, kinda like how the mountains beckon me
To greater heights, was getting paper on them later nights
Now I pop champagne with a single saber slice
Then on a train & sipping on my latest vice
Writing rhymes to pass the time & taking in the nature sights
So I kill it enjoying what is idyllic
In the French countryside to revive my spirit
My mind I clear it to prepare for what is next
In Bourgogne cuz ya boy always wants the best
& nothing less. So I'm living like it's Mardi gras
Turning up on a Tuesday, ooolalala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Saying ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
I'm in Morey-Saint-Denis with my head in the clouds
I manifested my dreams when I said em aloud
Man, there's truly no time that is better than now
Forget the future let's chill here instead for awhile
Instead of denial, I vowed I'm confronting my truth
& I'm living to the fullest, man my life is the proof
I do it for the ancestors, I'm trying to recoup
While others concentrate on being fly & aloof
I'm up late feeling great sipping wine in the booth
& enjoying the mind state that my rhyme'll induce
Then I'm studying wine, the climate, the fruit
Everything I'm trying to do, I ain't lying to you
Sipping wine that is cru, from Morey-Saint-Denis
It's premier as I bump premier so escape with me
To Burgundy, where the vibe's immaculate
Ooo-lala, this a moment that you can't forget
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Saying ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-lala
Ooo-ooo-ooo-lala
Lalalalaaaa
From Paris to Beaune
More gone in Bourgogne, ya'know what I mean
Ooolalala
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Writer(s): Michael Richardson
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