Lyrics:
St. Augustine
You can shoplift all day at Blockbuster
But you can't steal the Orange Bowl Queen
No, you can't steal the Orange Bowl Queen
That's
AT BLOCKBUSTER
BUT YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
NO YOU CAN'T STEAL THE ORANGE BOWL QUEEN
Verse
THERE WERE CRIMES OF EPIC PROPORTIONS
ALL PART
It's Lil Shaqk No O'Neal tho'
Trying to be the best like Khaled had people buying couple my mixtapes
Took the Browns to the Orange Bowl nigga my shit
We gotta live for today
Ice Cream from the Dairy Queen
On the corner by the Orange Bowl
My Grandma's voice always tellin' me
I'd understand when
the orange bowl, it was in season
One of them said she loved the juice and kept squeezing
I knew that I was gonna get, wined and dined
It would of been
The most gentle poet
I'm the most quiet muse
Written thousands of pages
And it's never enough
Eating blackberries
From the big orange bowl
Play that
a trip, taking a trip
From the Orange Bowl to the Hardrock
From the very bottom to the tiptop
That coin flip, we don't flip flop
We gassed up no pitstop, wooooo!
the new king of the surf guitar
You'd be at the Orange Bowl
You don't have a dog
Use the twang Dave
Dick I can't, I lost your silver whammy bar
Forget about
girl,
Girl dies in a tragic blimp accident over the orange bowl on New Year's Day.
Your on your own this time. (x 4)
Now your voice is so magical
My properties of value are astronomical
My orange bowl plentiful I tell them send it all win it
Been far too many light
a kickoff return called back at the start of this half
He takes it to the house, and what a house this is
In the Orange Bowl
Miami, back on top
Perspective
waiting to blow
Miami built runner
I carry that orange bowl
I been through the fire
On square / no blind fold
made of gold
Shimmy shake shadowboxing at the Orange Bowl
Blunts from North Pole, rose gold nose
Color coordinated, the banana Benz was bladed
Dr
bowls of Blood Orange
You can't hit the Bob, the fuck you grab a cup for?
Bitch, I came from nothing
Now I'm rising on the leaderboard...
Brodi you
of belgian waffles
Gimme hash browns
Gimme home fries
English muffins or fritatas
Gimme orange juice
And a bowl of
Cereal with sliced bananas
Gimme muffins
the sky
A bowl of oranges spilling on the carpet
Outside
And all the big screens
Shined like a watermelon seed
And all the hands clapped
For that 2D dream
Looked up at the sky, saw my future, it's a lovely day
Got a hemp wrap what kinda green am I gon tuck today
I see purple I see orange açaí bowl in
and toast and honey
And a bowl of orange juice too
And the light poured in like butterscotch
Stuck to all my senses
Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
a Chelsea mornin'
And the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey
And a bowl of oranges too
And the light poured in like
morning, and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too
And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck
and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey
And a bowl of oranges too
And the light poured in like butterscotch
And stuck to all my
morning, and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too
And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck
morning, and the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too
And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck
notes are sweat like orange, Citrus Bowl in Florida how I play every quarter
Oo-Ay yuh
Ball around the court leave ankles broken
I could draw the foul
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