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Orange Juice Jones by Danny Brown




Orange Juice Jones
You think you know me
Hundred times before, where I go

[Danny Brown:]
She just touched my side, all up on my body
I be like "There she glide," oh, told everybody
I can't feel my face off these narcotics
I took her to space on autopilot
I been runnin' all night, all night stayin' up, I'm geek'd up
She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups
She wanna roll with a real one, nigga why you actin' too tough?

Betta get out your killer, boy pullin' over hot sl*ts
Ride that thing like a rodeo
Off that Casamigos, got her taco drippin' on the floor
If them is your people tell them chill before we off them, ho
Off that Britney Spears, got me dancing like I lost control
I just popped me a double, I might be in trouble
I'm looking like Space Jam, damn
All of these colors, I don't see ya, I need some Ray-Bans (Damn)
I'd a been drinkin' all day, okay, okay, now I can't stand up
Got that sh*t in my face, okay, okay, but I can't get jammed up
We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh
We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh

She just touched my side, all up on my body
I be like "There she glide," oh, told everybody
I can't feel my face off these narcotics
I took her to space on autopilot
I been runnin' all night, all night stayin' up, I'm geek'd up
She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups
She wanna roll with a real one, nigga why you actin' too—

[JPEGMAFIA:]
Alright man, okay
Dangerous, swang with us, sang with us
Them niggas can't hang with us
My b**ch gettin' lit, she twerkin' off angel dust
Been tangled up, that enabled us to put your girl in the camel clutch
So don't play with us, don't aim at us
You ain't the same as us
I'm bumpin' BZDs (Word)
They puttin' out APBs
Your girl in that backseat gettin' hard guap, like CBGs
I'm underground like a young Bun B
Pyrex living, I'm a nigga you could lean
I'm the Black Marjorie Taylor Greene
Deep throat a nigga now she sound like (Woosh)
Lick her down, now she's gettin' all clean
It's crazy
Your parents lied, you ain't special, you weak
You had your guys and you still got the beats
I'd Budd Dwyer before they do that to me
I'm just a different nig- (Chopper)
Kendrick sighs, and is spittin' like he is overtime and I'm still takin' threes
I see the lies and I hope y'all believe it
Confront me and I'll get sub machine gun
Right after takin' a sh*t, wait




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