🚦Orey - Promo Digipack 🚦

DAYDREAMS

HERE WE GO

Orey - Somebody (Lyrics)

Yeah yeah woah 
Sometimes I feel like nobody
But you make me 
Feel like somebody
Full moon up above
I think I'm in love
Sorry I didn't get your name
It's ok you'll always 
Be my shining star

Blue dresses flowers
In your hands I'll always
Remember that night
I heard the angels
Singingin the wind
So lost without your love

She said to have a beautiful life
She said to have a beautiful night

Pretty dresses flowers in you hand
what a magical sight
Now I feel like somebody
Used to feel like nobody

Mayflowers and fireflies
Full moon up above
I think I'm in love
Sorry I didn't get your name
There we go around and around 
On this merry go round and around
On this merry go round

Now I feel like somebody
Used to feel like nobody
I think I'm in love...

Somebody

Orey - Bands Up (Lyrics)

Yeah I holdin' these bands up
Hitting it slow
Drippin’ in sleet
We slip and a slide
We gone pop it up yeah
Putting yout foot in the grave
Yeah bitch 


I hold these hoes up
Gimme you diamonds and gold
I pullin up slow 
All these hoes already know
How to put their hands up

I holdin’ all these bands up 
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up

Fool I be holdin’ them bands up
Yo when I roll I ride in the big body benzo
Ask me if I give a fucks though
Fool I be holdin’ them bands up
Yo when I roll I ride in the big body benzo
Ask me if I give a fucks hoe

Slapin dat hoe up
Keepin that glow up
Keepin that hoe this shit is hard as fuck 
Breaking all these bricks we goin up
Yeah ho bad mother fucker bro
Blast off straight to the top
We ain’t never gonna stop

BANDZ UP

Orey - 🎃Halloween🎃

Hello hello Happy Halloween
Open up your door
Time for a trick or treat
Behind my mask you cannot see me
Ghoulies and phantoms roaming the streets
Late at night come out all the freaks
Peeking through your window I can see
Happy Happy Halloween

See the ghost under the sheets
Fill that bag with something sweet
Creepy little goblin on Hallow's Eve
Psycho killer midnight thriller
Cold blooded killer
Graveyard party bitch
I'm that foo count dracula
Yeah I come to suck up all your blood
This like Frankenstein in a coma
A super slasher Halloween
Here comes the boogieman

🎃HALLOWEEN🎃

Love of Mine (Remix)

My Bed

GHOUL

ADDICT - Lyrics

Ready to go boy you know that we got 'em
Run from the po-po they blazin' they sirens
All these fooz I keepin' 'em sick
I holdin' it up like a mufukin' addict
Yeah we lookin' for static

Droppin' these hoes all ready to kick it
Gettin' all booted up causin' a panic
Know what I'm sayin' I poppin' this hoe with the smoke
Lighin' 'em up and they chokin' this ain't no joke
Play with my toy I clean 'em up I took out that bitch
No you cain't fuck with my click
Blastin' that hoe up yooz a litle bitch

Rackin' this slat shit we makin' it glo
Bitch this shit is ready to go so fuck it
Swear imma leave this shit ruins 
Got me this tussin
Bitch imma rush on these fooz
They pressin' my buttons
No you can't fuck my click
No can't fuck with this shit

I know that you hatin' I don't give fuck
Know your boy he stupid
I crackin' his skull like he a brick
Yeah he so dumb I gave that boy a kick in da mud
Choppin' these rocks they gettin' numb 
Bitch I gone dummy I don't give a fuck
This foo Orey gone crazy goin' thug 
Give me all them drugs bitch I don't give a fuck
Foo you cain't fuck with my click

Addict

ADDICT

Orey - S.L.A.B. (Lyrics)

Saytown thuggin'
Boy we got dat hustle
Straight juggin'
Pop the trunk slab foo 
Got the 18's slappin'
Candy apple green coated 5 wheeler Sippin up dat purp 
Rollin' mother fuckin dope dealer
Peanut butter interior
Belt strappin' rollin showin' off my grill
Keep it real I got tha swag 
Smoke it up fifth wheel
Demons in the trunk
Got them thirties bangin up this hoe

Pass dat blunt imma take a toke
Das how it goes bitch
Yeah you know what I'm sayin'
Mac 10 loaded weez about blow it
Slab rider got this bitch banging
Slowed up on my switches
All these bitches wanna fuck 
Yeah they know they gone suck it
Love you long time bitches
All be junkies
All they wanna do is fucky fucky sucky sucky

Slow loud and bangin'
Rollin' with my swangas
Elbows out mutha fukin' big ol' dick hangin'
Thirty spoke Crager rims on the El Dorado
All these bitches think I won the lotto
Yeah my shit gelatto

'84 ridin' low switches on the floor
Booted up I got them brodies buttons
Paul Wall's gaudy grill yeah I'm pimpin'
Ice on my chain
Gold up all on my fingers
Yeah I got this banger straight swangas
Come along imma show ya how my balls hangin'
Third coast slangers yeah ho bitch

S.L.A.B.

SO FUCKIN' HIGH

🚦RED LIGHTS🚦

Orey - 👿FREAK👿  

I told 'em I wreck this shit
They know that I write this shit
I keepin' this hoe lit
Breakin' all your bones we makin' a hit
Two thousand twenty four sneak in a peak
Nikes all up on my feet
Cup and I slurpin' this tussin'
Chemical drink shit turnin' me into a freak

I pull up my hoodie my cape
We diggin' up all of your graves
I told 'em I wreck this bitch
I fuck up yo shit
Nobody know nobody know
Nobody care where you at
We diggin' a hole
You didn't know we gone take all yo cash

Yeah we ready ta smash
So fuck up on this juice I can't even cope
Tyein' up that foo with a rope
Ho ass bitch gimme yo dope
Poppin' the trunk when I back up
Dumpin' that body I drag 'em
Picken' 'em up and toe taggin' em
BItch I'm like Dracula super spectacula
We ghost riding in the streets
No we ain't them foos you wanna me
Me and my boys we packin' da heat

Makin' a deal with the Devil
Takin' your soul its forever

Yeah I'm a freak comin' up straight from the streets
Tellin' these hoes they can eat dick
All these ho ass mudda fuckas little bitches
Pullin' up my hooodie rollin' with my brodies
Grab all the keys lock up yo doors
Bitch I'm drippin' in sauce
Bitch I be takin' foos out

Poppin them pillies
Blowin' them Phillies
Promethazinein
Bitch I ain't got no feelins'
Bitch gone die wit no witness
Bitch I'm so hard my mufukin' blood runs cold...

👿FREAK👿

Moonstar

Mutilation Devastation - Coffin Creep (Backtrack)

Slangers

Nightwalker

Omery Ruins - Tyrant

Astral Chasms - Eta Carinae

I 'on give a fuk about no bitch I'm so cold boy 
Stupid ass hoes can suck my dick my shit froze foo
Stanky bitches skankety witches 
They all rats all they do is take all your money 
Stuck up hoes  they so broke know that  I think its funny
Llittle Suzy dropin hu pannies
She a got damn floozy shakin' up that mother fuckin' money maker
Bitch ain't give no fuck 'bout no higher education
She too busy cookin' up soda that she been bakin'
Suckin up all that dick behind the Dollar Tree ayyyye yo
That bitch she so ghetto
Fucked up on that rock she blowin' them keys
Pussy bitch homeless Circle K hoe she a trespasser
Crack smokin' pipe passin 
Dick suckin' asassin
Ho ass bitches you so dumb 
Spreadin' that disease
Smelly coochie from the slums
Dirt all up on her knees
Straight up from the ghetto
Mufukin Pan handler
Stupid ass bitch everybody know she dumb
I ain't give no fux bout no bitch no nigga  please

Kilo

KLONE

ALL I NEED

OMEGA

DEVIL

Michael (Backtrack)

Charles Blacken - Rosemary's Baby

Orey - Michael (Lyrics) 

My name is Michael I'm comin' ta git ya
Straight out the ward I'm a crazy ass killa
Halloween creep with this bag I'm gonna fill up
Slayin' theses bitches I take all your Skittles
Everyone know that I'm wanted for murder
10 31 I be stabbin' these hoes in the back I'm a villain
Freaky I roll in the LTD I'm a sinner
SRT APB out on me 5150
Walking the streets like a foo with no pity
Fuckin' up shit like a vampire bitch I gone skitty

Blood on my knife all these pussies I own 'em
Fiend in the night all they heard somebody told 'em
See 'em all staring at the commotion
No I ain't playin' ain't got no emotions
Breakin' 'em off with my deadly omens yuh
This shit so incredible someone call medical
Dead on the scene of the crime that bitch she got stiff
Nightmare out on the streets I'm gone flip yuh

Rushin' these bozos I cuttin' 'em off with my monster militia yuh
Makin' 'em scream when they seeing my face in the Sunday paper
Slashin' 'em up this shit gettin' spooky we hangin' 'em up
No you can't stop this killin' we don't give a fuck

Michael

through dying eyes...

Xeno

Damien

Vampyre

🩸Lugosi🩸

Orey - Circle K (Lyrics)

Give a fuck 'bout no bitches hoe
I'm so cold all these stupid ass hoes
They suckin' my dick cuz my shit froze foo
Blowin' 'em off these stanky ass bitches
Skanky ass witches
They all the same these rats they take all my money
Stuck up ho they so fuckin' broke now that shit funny
Bitches ain't nothin' but big ole dummies
Mufukin' junkies busy cookin' up all that soda
She be bakin' it up that hoe be slammin' it up 
She shootin' it up they don't give a fuck
Suckin' up all that D behind the Dollar Tree store
That bitch she so ghetto fucked up on that rock
She blowin' them keys 
Suckin' Pinochio's dick with her daddy Gepetto
Pussy bitch she homeless

Circle K bitch everybody dick she on it
Dirty ass hoe she a mufukin' trespasser 
Smokin' that cracka
All these hoe ass bitches they so mufukin' dumb
Smelly ass coochie 
They comin' out straight from the slums
Mufukin' panhandler spreading disease
Here she come askin' me for that money
Bitch you know you cain't get shit

Living out a cardboard box know 
That bitch she ain't got shit
Bitch got dirt on her lip
That girl asking me for a tip
I told her once and I tell her again
She ain't gettin' shit
That bitch gettin' taken away by the popo
She kinda loco she got the handcuffs on
This dumb ass bitch she don't know
Nothin' but breakin' the law
Smokin' up all that crack she grindin' her jaw
Lockin' up all of these bitches
They gettin' taken away by the law
All you suckers all you bitch ass mutha fuckas
Get the fuck out my face 
Go mind yo own damn business
That hoe she bother bitch 
I'm tryin' ta smoke on my weed
Leave me alone

Circle K

Asha's Veil - Don't Stop

Orey - Racks (Lyrics)
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I get freaky when I pull up with my click 
Keepin' all these mutha fuckas bent
Calling all the shots 
Mutha fuckas ain't shit
Boy I'mma catch him on a blitz
Thow his ass in a ditch
Someone gotta tell that foo 
He got a bad attitude
Why you got to ask a rude
Know he act like a foo
Imma knock you out like I told you 
Go hang out with 
That bitch Honey Boo Boo

Hey diddle diddle with the
Cat and the fiddle
Pull up with my slatt hoe
Imma run this shit back
Got the gat oh my glock 
Imma aim it in the middle
Yeah hoe imma run it back

Hanging with the gango 
Running with the slatt
Loaded up with 
Chains and my racks
Blowing keys blowing 
Smoke from my stacks
Yeah hoe Imma run it back

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