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emmitt james - if your orange juice is yellow it's not real lyrics

[intro]
if your orange juice is yellow, then it’s not real
think about it

[verse 1]
now this is nothing poetic or deep thought
but when i look at you, i swear i see god (mm)
so i don’t see the need for church
i just saw the future, and i could see how we need some work
so when you get the chance
text me your flight plans
and i’ll catch you at lax
when your flight lands
i heard you flew spirit (mm)
no wonder i saw you, and caught the holy ghost
crash that last line, sometimes i do the most
at least i’m good at it
got a big mouth, and i often my foot in it
like mama, when she’s cooking with that (???) in it
(wait) baby girl, i’ma keep it a hundred grand
i been try’na be your man since we shook hands
and say if your orange juice is yellow, then it’s not real
i just wanna love you, now i finally know how god feel
respect the house, you know i bang for my set
but it ain’t been the same since you left
the west coast is great, but me, i been a mess on the inside
and i don’t wanna talk about your last guy
i just wanna talk until it’s midnight
or even after that, if your eyes wide

[bridge]
open, so, about last night

[hook]
girl, what you want for breakfast
i don’t know what you mess with
got some oj in the kitchen
where you left it
you know i only drinks it if it’s fresh-squeezed
i know you like me, but i’m probably all your pet peeves

what you want for breakfast
i don’t know what you mess with
got some oj in the kitchen
where you left it, now
you know i only drinks it if it’s fresh-squeezed
i know you like me, but i’m probably all your pet peeves

well, anyway

[verse 2]
now this is nothing poetic or deep thought
but when i look at you, i swear i see stars
i guess i’m at peace
and so the facts be
i might even be in love
if you ask me
how ’bout we cross that bridge when we get there
i’m done jumpin’ off the mountain first, it don’t feel fair
i’m in love, baby
i guess i’m in love, so, so

[hook]
what you want for breakfast
i don’t know what you mess with
got some oj in the kitchen
where you left it, now
you know i only drinks it if it’s fresh-squeezed
i know you like me, but i’m probably all your pet peeves

- emmitt james lyrics

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