Lyrics:
Hubba
Do you love your homies like a brother?
Hubba, Hubba, Hubba
Man these fools don't want to see me
Smoked out like an indian chiefy
With
like Dan
Nah I'm like candy man, I might pierce your skin before bed
Eyes see blood, that's all in my head
Cash up front, that's all of my bread
Heaven
on the corner, they wanna be like me
I fear no man, it's time to move this key
I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot
Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
Harlems, Jordans, the hood can't afford them
So they bootleg them now everyday sport them
Dorms, cells, packages, mail
Warrants, bails, everything's real
a warrant, felo-nies
Now they got me downtown, spread my anus
Buttock, I'm like, "What the fuck is it now?"
He said, "You robbed a liquor store, we know
So I'll probably have a warrant by noon
But I'm still hungover the moon
And my eyes look like typhoons
You died sooner than I assumed
The local news
And deletin all my pics just cause my phone ran out of storage
I hate the courts, extortionist with arrest warrants
Home invasions labeled a bust by paid
store
Man G, candy's far from what they want
You might see a pickle or a popsicle
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
And I'm morphing from a mortal
To immortal on the track
Time is warping and it warrants
More than morals in your raps
It'll warrant a performance
In
an arranger
Get outta here, cuz motherfucker, you're in danger
Bodies in the woods, been found by rangers
In the day, at the park
I'll hang ya
Then date ya,
rolls a plane and just gets lost in a flight
Say the doctor can't prescribe the proper meds for affliction
Mama beat up by her man, whipping crack up in
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
Say yes oh yes my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her down
warrant steady ducking from the Jake’s
My grandma passed away, hope she in a better place
And I’m riding by myself cause everybody seeming fake
I done told
illegal
Shit, shit, shit hide Leshiticus
Hey man, calm down, they don't got a warrant
Attention, all heathens this is a reading of Psalm 84
How lovely is
something in this candy cause my mind begins to tweak
But it doesn't bother me because tonight is Hallows' Eve
Hallows' Eve, Hallows' Eve
It's eerie and I
a little bit closer
And baby I will be alright
Hello I'm glad I got to know ya
Promise you will stay by my side
Ugh
Cotton Candy Girl
Oh you rule the world
Yuh, bitches is calling me sweet, I'm full of me, guess I'm the Candy man
I'm chillin sippin my tea, talkin codeine, somewhat a xanny man
I got
I wouldn’t make it
All you acting stupid
In the mix like syzup
Put candy for a sweet cup
2 cups inside hiccup
Take your breath you lose it
How a young
[E-40]
Huh? Want me to speak the real?
[Kaveo]
Speak the real man
[E-40]
Nigga speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
Speak
Huh? Want me to speak the real?
Speak the real man
Nigga speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
It`s
guard forgot why I was here
What I'm shopping for
Candy coated pixie sticks
Hookers by the slurpee machine
Looking to turn tricks for fix
As I reach up in
on em swang on em)
Dat candy paint ain't lookin' bright (i swang on em swang on em)
We ride we ride 22s or betta'
We we ride we ride 22s or betta'
coupe candy paint ride
Knocking things loose man it's so loud
What it won't do got them all eyes
Let it roll through with the speakers up loud
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