Search results for 'my dying day by orange juice' Page #75

By sunrise, it's me and you, orange juice, and grits

Someone cooking in a loose Navajo
Wake up smiling, make me feel I found a home

I guess that I'm

that?
You can't say O.J. didn't do it
Have you not seen the fucking court shit?
Who?
O.J. Simpson?
Who?
Oh I'm talking about orange juice

orange juice?
My friend and I are looking for a fat rich guy
Over there in the V.I.P?
Thanks alright
Chale Kubolor b like e dey der 
The V.I.P inside? 
Yeh

feeling like my eyes in a balled down prison
I’m feeling like in 1 day
I might just lose my vision
Like I won’t see shit in the world I hope I'm tripping
I

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

The Best of Sugar Hill

1995

But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle

years
Holding back my tears
Lord knows that I'm trying
I know our love has been dying
I still need you here
I still need you here while I

Roll up

broad day
When I wake up
Gotta get it
You send a blitz, we send a message
I ain't even trynna play around no more
Four pockets full, up in my denim
Young

Till my dying day
Day, day, day, day, day
Lift me till I've returned 
To that desired state
State, state, state, state, state

Black void, take me into

that's where I be
Know how many people try to get by me?
Wonder how many tricks I got up my fleece
They say my shit be too outlandish, yeah this drip from

Just sprayed a round with my friends

I've been drinkin' on 8
Ball and orange juice
Like an old school nigga
Jheri curl got me so many bitches
I get so

it back up for a minute
Now pause and take a flick
My eyes are black and my towels' orange
And we hotbox in this damn whip
I got juice all in my cup

Diamonds And Gold

Cheeto Gambine

Top of the Line

2016

Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't

By 'he dying'
If that was your food for thought
You should go on a diet, haha
I just fried it

Yup, yup, yessir yup, yup, yessir
Yup, yup, yessir yup,

dying to be true
Withered, worn and waiting to find
My way back to you

I spend my days and what money made
Biding time with wasted ways
Clinging

I ran outta those before sentenced
Penitentiary orange juice
Got a nigga feeling distant
Like the sunken place
Sunk my face
Running running jump

Cold Life

Ministry

Ministry [Single]

pay 
As mutant kids go out to play 
It's such a pretty pretty day 
With orange nights and days of grey 

Cold 

I've now become a nervous wreck

too... Just take my hand

We can be sipping on that pine juice
You're the one that I choose
I just wanna love you like that
We can be chilling by the beach

Yeah!

Now half of the time I’m not caring about it move by myself cause I’m self made
Most of the time I’m declaring a body scratch off my list

to raise the roof
Your tower your star power
Beaming right through
I shine bright light I'm an orange moon
My nails glow by the moon and they mood
Reflecting

controller, mos def
Had to let you know

The day has come
Shout out to that number 1, one ...
Special dedication, to the sun that keeps rising 
The orange moon

bless

It's half the orange makes me sleepy at the end of the day
Or all these 50mg's takin with my meals, I ain't play
To prove them something I did not

Orange Lamborghini it look like a pumpkin patch
She bleached her asshole I just put my thumb in that
Miles Sanders with the bag I'm a running back

She sucking on my dick when I say so
She fucking all the niggas with the peso
I ain't fucking with the bitch if she a lame hoe
I ain't dying till I

Gettin' Ready

03 Greedo

Still Summer in the Projects

2019

need kush and orange juice, turn me up, I'm low on power
Getting ready I'm off ecstasy so I ain't really tired
Two days with a plug who do drugs, so