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orange4u (baby4u) - dahms lyrics

[intro]
one take, listen

[verse 1]
off*white nikes, got them sh*ts in orange
when i step into the building, man i peak endorphins (scary)
if a n*gga talkin’ hot, heat’em up like porridge (cooked)
words cut like knives, need some neosporin (ouch)
only move in one direction, some like neil horan (up)
up in msg, i’m on the court like doris (yeahhhh)
no matter what i do, i know that i’ma flourish (ahhhh)
never have i ever had to fake important (never)
my aura couldn’t fit inside of your proportions (too big)
all u n*ggas basic, i’m like hydrochloric (sick)
basically i’m sayin’ that you boys is boring (zzzz)
do this sh*t independent, i don’t need endors*m*nts (nah)
n*ggas see me they call back up, need some reinforcements (help)
they tried do some damage, but i just absorbed it

[break]
ah f*ck, d*mn, aw, d*mn (dear, oh dear, what happened?)
i just* i burned my hand sh*t

[verse 2]
had to put the pen down, swear that sh*t was scorchin’ (hot)
i’m chillin’ out in london, ladies love a tourist (oi!)
she may be a may baby or an april taurus (don’t care)
still paint her face even though she gorgeous (voila)
this not a pop song dog, there ain’t a chorus (nope)
and dijon didn’t clear sample, i might get extorted (haha)
recorded at the crib, hence all the distortion
the bars still clear, they can’t get contorted (listen)
so f*ck whatever president you fake supportin’ (bofa)
get your thoughts from the crowd, need some better sources (chat gpt)
n*gga sing, n*gga dance, n*ggas still performing? (how?)
until a n*gga jump then they start recordin’ (wow)
they gave my cousin 30 years like he payin’ mortgage (sh*t)
but white collar criminals still make a fortune (they do!)
my plug named [redacted], but i call him george (amigo)
fortunately that boy still ain’t get deported (yupp)
f*ck you fox news f*ckers, actin’ like reporters (posers)
put a ice jacket on now you takin orders (yessir)
doin’ anything for daddy u should start escortin’ (hah)
then at least you get f*cked ‘fore your paid your portion (p*ssy)
[outro]
what would you like me to say?
i currently have a sore throat, so it won’t be as clear, or as precise as it would be on a normal afternoon
but, but i can do my best

- dahms lyrics

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