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larry june - oranges on grape lyrics

[intro: larry june]
sh+t, ee+hee
d+mn, sock it to me
sh+t, sock it to me
larry june

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
grab my choppa off the floor, watch it do the diddy dance
put a n+gga in a plastic bag, shiny+suit man
got it out the bowl, so suppressors look like soup cans
she rapid so i’m coolest ‘round a million dollar food, man
got it out the bowl, two+percent in fruit loops, man
young n+gga, kept a long nose like toucan
you doing good, you’re doing great, come get this good [?]
my migo text me andale, i made the great escape
twenty long years they trying to lock the wolf away
gave my lawyer twenty bands, i was locked up twenty dates
drummer gang, no pro tools, b+tch you know we hold tools
f+cking with a hoe, fools know we met in whole foods
healthy! just like my pockets
i tote a rocket, i’m not gone c+ck it
this sh+t already lit, this sh+t already lit
this sh+t already loaded, i pull up with the choppas
drummer gang b+tch, give a f+ck about a instrumental
i’ma playa b+tch, give a f+ck if she get sentimental
before she pay her rent, i’ma make that b+tch go get a rental
i’ma take a trip, then i’m coming home with the dinner
[verse 2: larry june]
gas packs, choppas automatic
buy an old school then i paint it like a canvas
b+tch, why you cap, four deep, no sleep
old school, new feet, aye, aye, aye, aye yee+hee
ridin’ round with the 24+8 in another state, all for the cake
just touched down, another hoe to break
brand new toast in the north face
b+tch quit playing, need all that
f+ck the rap game, moving novocaine
two snow bunnies when the rover came
(yeee+heee)
b+tch h+lla thick, come choose up on a pimp
im never on the radio, i’m talking to much sh+t
thirty in my clip, i ain’t playing
n+gga what you saying , i was dirty so i ran
foot chase, they caught a n+gga, i’m d+mned
police knocking on my granny door, i’m in the town
i went broke, my lawyer hit me for a ten
i never thought i’d be in tokyo counting yen
kick+flip, make the work kick+flip
new whip, and i got the pink slip
all my handguns newbies, i ain’t get to bust ’em
you can tell by my fingernails i’m getting money
clean n+gga, never f+cked a b+tch bare+back
the only reason that you got in cause i booted that
in whole foods with the forty like a maniac
its tax evasion if he search where my ankle at
[outro: larry june]
d+mn, sh+t, man
ay ay ay sh+t ee+hee
ay ay, good job, greedo, uh
ay ay ay, ay ay ay, ee+hee sh+t
d+mn, d+mn, uh d+mn
ee+hee, sh+t, sock it to me
ay

- larry june lyrics

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