Lyrics:
tryna make a deal yeah
cin't famous like James Brown but I can still shut it make it reel yeah
I'm living in a movie niggas caught it like Steven Spiel
a damn who you claimin' you with
Because I know you in love every time I see yo pretty brown eye contacts
I got you grippin' yo seat
Cause I know you plan
South Park
Acres on Mo City, astro like Nolan Ryan
Candy cars when I roll around
Rap-A-Lot, Swisher House, SUC
They hold me down
Greenspoint,
on to the ground
And hit the road. Yeah leave me alone, yeah
I was downtown leaning, sipping Honey Brown Sleeman
Saw an American chick with eyes, brown beaming
Girl
Hey, say lil' buddy
Come love, good god
With your sugar brown hairs
Girl my [Incomprehensible]
Where you at y'all
With my coolness I roll with my
Hey girl, do you wanna ride in the back of my van?
I'll give you some chocolate candy
da, do dahhhhhhhh
Yes we're still, we're still
We're still, still on the grind
Uhh, I keep candy girls
Big dick in they world
Messin' up they curl,
Played the game love start
Fucked it up restart
Her brown eyes hits my heart
Lost mental cuz we apart
Candy gummies go carts
Late nights civic
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
Oh, you're his girl?
Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar
I'm came to offer champagne
Later on, maybe, I'll tell you my real name
But for now sip your
clips
I'm the candy man at the candy store, got candy rock and it's boomin
Candy corn on the old school, 442 got that moving
Niggas mobbin out
to me
Gotta act quick no time to think at this point there's no way that this is ending smoothly
I grab baby girl by the waist and throw her over my
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
taste like candy
Every time I lick it girl your lips so fuckin tangy
Nibble on that soft neck gon' make her soak her panty
She so drunk In love that she
ship our fish fry
Tea time no siesta thats how we get by
Messed up teeth until I motherbloomin' die
We came all this way now we on top
Ain't no one else
Hook:
We checked out, young nigga mane we checked out
We blessed out, told ya girl not to run her mouth (told her)
Chilling with my niggas, all
screechin while the eyes tweekin
Black lines - Mark a lot
Got the mushrooms from the cow feces
Flower speaking no out season
Put the brown penis by the mouth
or brown
Cause I got enough dick to spread around the town
To the little yellow girls with the slanted eyes
I wrap a bowl around my dick and then I yell
as you ride, right out your socks
Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel
Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
Nasty-girl don't pass
slide
Gotta get that bitch right, want him dead by midnight
I followed him from his crib to the crack spot
I watched him go in and come back out, I got
a punch line, I write fucking punch rhymes
I'm gorgous so when I'm performing just leave your girls at home
I'm the best thing to happen to bitches since
Seatbelt fastened, uh
Lips like candy with your sweet scent matching
Can't you tell this is real by my detailed rappin'
Girl This feels like magic,
I'll keep
little survivor
Like, her
Mommy called crazy and scorned
Cause she two more born
One boy soon after
The girl much later and
Although they
little survivor
Like, her
Mommy called crazy and scorned
Cause she two more born
One boy soon after
The girl much later and
Although they
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