Lyrics Orange Candy - R.B.

Pour it up, pour it up, mix it up, drink it up, then we turning up
Mixing up the Malibu, pouring up the Malibu
Pouring up the orange juice, mix it up with the gummies
Calling it orange candy, getting her right out her panties

Yeah, I be pouring up the Malibu, pouring up the orange juice
Mix it up with the gummies, then we call it orange candy
Then she taking off her panty
Then we switching up positions
Like we are a fucking tranny
Then she walking like a granny
Uh, fucking it up at the party (Yeah)
Over there that's my shorty (Yeah)
Staring at me she wanting some sloppy
She said who's gonna stop me (Yeah)
Riding me like a harley, clowning around like Harley (Yeah)
She saying "this enough?", I'm telling her it's hardly

Yeah pour it up, sip it up, getting fucked (Yeah)
Your body wanting more so you're getting fucked (Yeah)
Diamonds do be to bright so she want it tucked
Cannot do that, demons do be getting cucked
Fucking me up that's why they are right after me (Yeah)
Putting me down when I'm in the vicinity (Yeah)
Killing me IRL that is a tragedy (Yeah)
But all of a sudden people start to fuck with me (Yeah)
And all of a sudden, bitches want to fuck me
Cause I got the money, flow be bouncing like a bunny
Living life on the western
Cause I'm dealing with the good, bad, and ugly
Uh, but I'm eating good with shorty (Yeah)
You want seconds? Here you go shorty, open wide (Ha)
I got something that'll fit perfectly right inside (Oh)
Act like a bride on wedding night, better get ready for a ride
I'll act like a groom, coming in hot, so for me better save some room
Trust me when I say this I want to do more but I can't
Demons got me running hyperventilating and I pant
I know, I need something to put me up
So I'm grabbing a solo cup
So that way I can turn up

I be pouring up the Malibu, pouring up the orange juice
Mix it up with the gummies, then we call it orange candy
Then she taking off her panty
Then we switching up positions
Like we are a fucking tranny
Then she walking like a granny
Uh, fucking it up at the party (Yeah)
Over there that's my shorty (Yeah)
Staring at me she wanting some sloppy
She said who's gonna stop me (Yeah)
Riding me like a harley, clowning around like Harley (Yeah)
She saying "this enough?", I'm telling her it's hardly

Lately I've been hating the future because it doesn't happen
People telling me some realities but they really capping
So I don't know what to think, so go away
So let me think, shorty lets just go on a vaca
To some where very quiet
So that way in my head there is no screaming riot, riot
So I'm telling them to quiet down, telling them to pipe down
Taking out their fucking voice so that way I don't hear a sound
Put them away, (Yeah) put them away for good
Put them away, (Yeah) put them away for good I mean
Anything's possible, anything's probable
Demons squeezing me thinking that I am pop-able
But I am popping off, yeah bitch that means I'm unstoppable

I be pouring up the Malibu, pouring up the orange juice
Mix it up with the gummies, then we call it orange candy
Then she taking off her panty
Then we switching up positions
Like we are a fucking tranny
Then she walking like a granny
Uh, fucking it up at the party (Yeah)
Over there that's my shorty (Yeah)
Staring at me she wanting some sloppy
She said who's gonna stop me (Yeah)
Riding me like a harley, clowning around like Harley (Yeah)
She saying "this enough?", I'm telling her it's hardly