Orange Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Word on the street, I'm the best thing going 

Smoking on the gas, got the best thing blowing 

Tattoo's on my face, It's my face not yours 

Spanish broads, Gucci clothes 

Nigga everything foreign 

Pop a pill, popped a seal 

Then I start back pouring 

Yellow horses on my cars, like they rocking Ralph Lauren 

Bought an old school yesterday just to paint the bitch orange 

So much money in my pocket I could paint a bitch orange 

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I'm in hot pursuit, I'm stacking loot 

You niggas sweet as apple juice 

Your girlfriend got an apple-bottom, suck dick like she Snaggle-tooth 

She walk round with an attitude, I show that bitch no gratitude 

I'm a tycoon, I can change her longitude and latitude 

Slap niggas with pistols til' they only can eat baby food 

Colder than a refrigerator, hotter than a stove that cook 

I woke up in the morning, rolled a blunt and than I cooked this deuce 

I cracked the seal, poured up a 4, than put it in a Mountain Dew 

Word on the street, I'm the best thing going 

Smoking on the gas, got the best thing blowing 

Tattoo's on my face, It's my face not yours 

Spanish broads, Gucci clothes 

Nigga everything foreign 

Pop a pill, popped a seal 

Then I start back pouring 

Yellow horses on my cars, like they rocking Ralph Lauren 

Bought an old school yesterday just to paint the bitch orange 

So much money in my pocket I could paint a bitch orange 

They be stupid, dumb, bad with that crazy Gucci bag 

Her man buy her a Jag, how you gon' compete with that 

Wanna take her on a date, than you must fuck up a set 

She so spoiled, if he gave her to you would give her back 

You can love me all you want but i'ma lock you from a distance 

Egging me to pay you, I'ma pay you no attention 

Fresher than my pad, baby girl you got me twisted 

I heard you got a boyfriend, don't your man play for the Pistons? 

I had a girl named Susie and she used to go the distance 

She sucked dick like a porno flick, I gave that bitch the business 

She asked me for a gift, I told her today must be Christmas 

Just like the Sprite and Promethazine, bitch you got me mixed up 

Word on the street, I'm the best thing going 

Smoking on the gas, got the best thing blowing 

Tattoo's on my face, It's my face not yours 

Spanish broads, Gucci clothes 

Nigga everything foreign 

Pop a pill, popped a seal 

Then I start back pouring 

Yellow horses on my cars, like they rocking Ralph Lauren 

Bought an old school yesterday just to paint the bitch orange 

So much money in my pocket I could paint a bitch orange