OFWGKTA (EarlWolf and Tyler The Creator) Orange Juice
[Verse 1: Earl] So I'm guessing there's questions that need adressing, huh? Like how we fresh in our adolescence and wrecking 'em Hear new tracks, he destined to make a mess of 'em Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son Lost an erection and found it in an aggressive nun Fucking chin-checking punks 'til he's outta breath and done No affection, he's doper than cess sessions son Chilling for a while on a pile of the rest of 'em Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer It's the rap monger, rap monster Earl Sweat attack, conquer Lose least, niggas lost like the last blanca chica That we picked up at the last concert Please, get out ya seat, get out ya seat, verses written with scalpels He's the junior king standing out shouting on the balcony How come he's not in counseling? Fucka's loud while he's sound asleep Heard he was dope as Sour D. Nigga was Courage cowardly? State Gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's Alpha Team Mr. Teen and Mr. T with a mouth full of powder And a nose full of chowder, he's chopping up all the doubters see Now watch him count the bodies like bitches be counting calories
[Verse 2: Tyler] Fuck with the wolves we starting to bark viciously Catch us in a pile of bodies where dead bitches be Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand That Bastard was buzzing like Woody so we get it for free Had to duct tape the mother goose the mask was off I stumbled down a hill then I had Jill jack me off Harder than my dick when Taylor Swift is in my basement Cause I've been doing this since Pooh fucked Christopher Robinson Wolf Gang knitted on my cotton like some smelly Dirty rotten nigga picked it from a cotton gin Do not give a fuck I've got the swagger of a virgin's dick But if I did it would be bigger than Earl's upper lip Sip sizzurp, Supreme on my shizzirt I munch a bunch of tacos with Waverly's favorite wizard The favorite nigga turned into Freddy Kruger And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer From the palms of Jeffrey Dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks Beat like the brown lip balm that was made for Rihanna All you fucking blogging faggots yapping up that extra shit I'll shove Bastard down your throat, regurgitate my excrement Them 2DopeBoyz is fairies they're Peter like boysenberries Meet the scary, turn his white ass to a Jim Carrey twin A fucking sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then 2DopeBoyz don't want beef, they're just overweight vegitarians Edit lyrics (shift+L) Play Orange Juice
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