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Orgasm Full Of Pain (feat. Deante Hitchcock)

๐Ÿ‘ค Guapdad 4000 feat. Deante' Hitchcock โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Orgasm Full Of Pain (feat. Deante Hitchcock) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:37
๐ŸŽต 2967 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:37 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 439798

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
I been drinkin' this liquor
That's the key, that's the smooth right there, yeah
I been drinkin' this liquor, bitch, this ain't no liquor
But it made my shit bigger, yeah, it made my shit, it made my shit
I'm drinkin' this liquor, bitch, this ain't no liquor
But it made my shit bigger (Yeah) it made my shit, it made my shit

Orgasm full of pain, yeah
Ayy, hangover for champagne
Orgasm full of pain
Can't feel the same, I just can't, yeah, yeah
Orgasm full of-

I hide my pride, but still came to say
She had the time of her lil' stupid ass life
Crawlin' in that candy paint
Strawberry with the flakes
Sour apple green, dapper than Gucci spend it to the bank
Touch more road than the street sweeper
For fishes in the tank, not to see, but to eat
Sashimi tuna on my plate, for the liquor in my face
Like chefs with fillet, she wanna put a truffle on my meat
I'm cuttin' up today
What is life for an open dude? Ghetto got my soul so confused
I used my white voice 'til my patience was overused
Use my black force and the white say the local rules
Sequoia leftover food
Was tap inside my cups, but it's not from the local brews
Uncles and daddies and all my cousins all been on the local news
Gentrification came to rape us and then the locals moved
And it's all love, as we all bust

Orgasm full of pain, yeah
Ayy, hangover for champagne (This shit slap nigga)
(I'm finna beat somebody today)
Orgasm full of pain
Can't feel the same, I just can't, yeah, yeah
Ayy, hangover for champagne (Ayy, okay)
Orgasm full of pain (What was the question)
Can't feel the same, I just can't

Okay, yeah these niggas pay to fuck
But I never gave a fuck 'bout all of
The things that most people go crazy for
I been savin' up bread from projects to get my folks out the projects
But I'm projected, hol' up, what was the question?
I tweak, must be the weed, no, I read
Don't tell my momma, I promised her I would quit by a week
A soul cold, and I know she know I be lyin'
But I think she feelin' drained and don't wanna force it on me
Let that sink in for a second
This ink pen is my weapon
I tweak again, what's the question?
This edible really over here with my head, dawg
Okay, I'm feelin' it
Killin' shit how I'm makin' a livin'
Me and my syndicate livin' more frivolous
Now that all my business legitimate
Grew up a citizen in a city where folks slime outsellers
Slytherin all for the love of the Benjamins
Pendulum swing, rap, shame song, camouflage blendin' in
'Cause those who stand out, soon require casket to sit 'em in shit
What was the question again bruh?
I'm off a Xanny,
Please don't tell my granny, don't think she be understandin'
I took a trip to LA for the Grammy's
Pockets on scampi, that shrimp, just like this plane, I can't tip
I want my pockets on crip, so I'ma hustle like Nip
For them blue faces, shoelaces tied, they want me to slip
But I can't fall at all, me and my dawgs gon' ball
Something, fall, somethin', something, at all
Orgasm full of pain

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.13] Yeah
[00:03.91] Yeah
[00:06.29] I been drinkin' this liquor
[00:08.31] That's the key, that's the smooth right there, yeah
[00:11.53] I been drinkin' this liquor, bitch, this ain't no liquor
[00:15.17] But it made my shit bigger, yeah, it made my shit, it made my shit
[00:18.35] I'm drinkin' this liquor, bitch, this ain't no liquor
[00:21.22] But it made my shit bigger (Yeah) it made my shit, it made my shit
[00:24.62] Orgasm full of pain, yeah
[00:29.38] Ayy, hangover for champagne
[00:36.50] Orgasm full of pain
[00:41.40] Can't feel the same, I just can't, yeah, yeah
[00:49.13] Orgasm full of-
[00:50.46] I hide my pride, but still came to say
[00:52.26] She had the time of her lil' stupid ass life
[00:55.19] Crawlin' in that candy paint
[00:56.72] Strawberry with the flakes
[00:58.48] Sour apple green, dapper than Gucci spend it to the bank
[01:02.58] Touch more road than the street sweeper
[01:04.66] For fishes in the tank, not to see, but to eat
[01:07.24] Sashimi tuna on my plate, for the liquor in my face
[01:10.54] Like chefs with fillet, she wanna put a truffle on my meat
[01:13.84] I'm cuttin' up today
[01:15.17] What is life for an open dude? Ghetto got my soul so confused
[01:18.45] I used my white voice 'til my patience was overused
[01:21.60] Use my black force and the white say the local rules
[01:24.78] Sequoia leftover food
[01:26.23] Was tap inside my cups, but it's not from the local brews
[01:29.26] Uncles and daddies and all my cousins all been on the local news
[01:33.10] Gentrification came to rape us and then the locals moved
[01:36.57] And it's all love, as we all bust
[01:38.78] Orgasm full of pain, yeah
[01:43.71] Ayy, hangover for champagne (This shit slap nigga)
[01:47.97] (I'm finna beat somebody today)
[01:50.60] Orgasm full of pain
[01:56.85] Can't feel the same, I just can't, yeah, yeah
[02:01.64] Ayy, hangover for champagne (Ayy, okay)
[02:10.05] Orgasm full of pain (What was the question)
[02:15.67] Can't feel the same, I just can't
[02:17.27] Okay, yeah these niggas pay to fuck
[02:18.54] But I never gave a fuck 'bout all of
[02:21.18] The things that most people go crazy for
[02:23.17] I been savin' up bread from projects to get my folks out the projects
[02:26.68] But I'm projected, hol' up, what was the question?
[02:29.23] I tweak, must be the weed, no, I read
[02:31.33] Don't tell my momma, I promised her I would quit by a week
[02:34.38] A soul cold, and I know she know I be lyin'
[02:36.86] But I think she feelin' drained and don't wanna force it on me
[02:39.82] Let that sink in for a second
[02:41.57] This ink pen is my weapon
[02:43.22] I tweak again, what's the question?
[02:44.76] This edible really over here with my head, dawg
[02:46.90] Okay, I'm feelin' it
[02:48.07] Killin' shit how I'm makin' a livin'
[02:49.93] Me and my syndicate livin' more frivolous
[02:52.16] Now that all my business legitimate
[02:54.06] Grew up a citizen in a city where folks slime outsellers
[02:57.61] Slytherin all for the love of the Benjamins
[03:00.49] Pendulum swing, rap, shame song, camouflage blendin' in
[03:03.43] 'Cause those who stand out, soon require casket to sit 'em in shit
[03:06.42] What was the question again bruh?
[03:08.67] I'm off a Xanny,
[03:09.62] Please don't tell my granny, don't think she be understandin'
[03:12.63] I took a trip to LA for the Grammy's
[03:14.74] Pockets on scampi, that shrimp, just like this plane, I can't tip
[03:17.83] I want my pockets on crip, so I'ma hustle like Nip
[03:21.19] For them blue faces, shoelaces tied, they want me to slip
[03:24.19] But I can't fall at all, me and my dawgs gon' ball
[03:27.79] Something, fall, somethin', something, at all
[03:31.46] Orgasm full of pain
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