Monday, June 20, 2011

Orenthal's Room

**Phone Rings**
Hello I think I have someones shirt, it was misplaced in my dry cleaning?

Cleaners: We haven't had anyone call for a shirt, when did you take out your dry cleaning?

Last month my name is ..., my girl usually drops it off my customer number is 789

Cleaners: Oh hi Mr. ..., I met your brother he is a funny guy he came in with your wife last month to pick up your dry cleaning



Cup full of crown, drinkin staring at your name in cell phone
I should call you and go home
But I know your not alone

This good woman I should try,
someone who can appreciate a good guy
One cup for me is too much
I'm about to call yo ass, pick up...

Fuck that nigga that's eclipsing me
I can taste his toothpaste when you kissin me
Fuck that nigga that's inside you now
He better be with you when it all goes down

(Are you home Right Now?)
I might can't do better but I cant do worst
Where has my woman been lately
I might can't do better but I cant do worst
Ill just prayin waitin on you to get here

Another cup of henny, I don't even drink liquor
I don't care how long it takes you to get here
I don't even miss you no more
Confused between nights and mornings
Cuz the sun isn't important
When your pluto....what you mean im not a planet just granite

hook

I used to be addicted to facebook pimpin and tempted by fucking bitches that I almost had
Disappointment
I never knew I had to make an fucking appointment just to call yo ass
Where is the cake cuz--
This is a party yep this is a party
I hope you brought that nigga cuz this is a party
Thank you for comin cuz noone is leavin
God just lost another angel to his own demon
Wish I could go but ain't no escapin from freedom
--And this was torture
Free Clinic Waiting Room this is torture
Kept away from the snakes in the orchard
But damn eve for Christ shakes your just a whore for
The fruits odor, thats why you inhale, engulf and reorder (Another Please)
Hard stay updated when you fuckin the twitter Orca
Dumb bird tryna keep him at capacity
An Opacity to your insecure voracity
Combat Mortality...Fatality
Like Cano took his heart cuz his had yours
And yours has mine and I had to get first
Why in my dry cleaning did I get that shirt?

hook

**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)
**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)
**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)


The roofs on fire, and the floor too...
I got some more juice... Is there more goose?
I don't wanna take it straight or ill get in some trouble...

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