Gucci Mane Orange song lyrics

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

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