Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott & Stinkin Slumrok & Jack Jetson
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott & Stinkin Slumrok
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott & Trellion & Milkavelli
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
Jam Baxter x Lee Scott
[Verse 1]
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
There's too many ice cubes and it's getting watery
I can tell you never thought of me
You probably hate me don't you baby don't you
I judge you by your hard liquor juice mixing face[?]
You say you love me but you hate me though
I can tell by this 25 millilitre shot that you're tryna fuck me off with
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
There's not enough vodka in my orange juice
When life gets me down
I'm spinning around
When life gets me down
I'm spinning around
Life gets me down
I'm spinning around
[Verse 2: Lee Scott]
Hey baby
You must be crazy if you if you think we're knocking boots
There's not enough vodka in me orange juice
I'm not your common goose, for each
Of my solemn truths, a bottle at least
Anything less the problem is anyone's guess
Hands shaking like a nervous wreck
Slurred [?] burp effect
Check, but
Tear the cheque up though
You messed up hoe, look
Look listen and learn
Mixing and drinking your earn
Pouring a drop in the name of whatever the name was
I don't wanna see a glass of orange and water
Pour the bootleg vodka that cause you ocular trauma
Order a triple shot tipple that'll put me in a hospital
Before the second sip
'Scuse me if I forget to tip, I'll rip me membership card up when I dip
[Verse 3: Jam Baxter]
Yo why you tryna par me off of 25 mil
Never mind still
If you can't up your measures I will
I ain't stressing guys chill
She just poured some Resir[?]
Each droplet's an orphan that'll fall from a clear [?]
She takes her eyes off 'em I applaud you a beer slip[?]
Little children, come to me, come to me
So what's a little vodka for an acid freak
Sorry sorry that was cheap
Rock the bottle back to sleep
I ain't going home without a soggy sack of shattered teeth
We used to back a gallon each
Why you rationing me?
But I just backed a gram of [?]
Top me up and we'll see
THERE IS NOT ENOUGH VODKA IN MY ORANGE JUICE, PTS I & II was produced by Lee Scott.