Oh oh oh na na na, oh na na na Candy Girl and the Georgia Peach Rasheeda on this mean ol' beat Yeah, Oh oh oh na, oh oh oh na, yeah, oh oh oh na na,
(feat. Yung Joc) I wish I never fucked you I wish that I could take it back I wish I never fucked you Cause the sex wasn't really all that I wish I
It's Alive, It's Alive It's Alive That's Why I don't Blind Date Because Of Ugly Niggas Like U (Like U U) Boy U Ain't Impressin Me Tellin Me Bout The
Make My Booty Hop Gone, Gone Make Dat Booty Pop I Can Make My Booty Hop Gone, Gone Make Dat Booty Pop I Can Make My Booty Hop [Chorus:] [Peach Candy
if ya wanna For real though, Do you wear the pants or the panties, If you don't bring the bacon, then you don't get the candy Thinkin imma work while
I sing Real niggaz do real things After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a arcade Mad games, pool tables and candy
Told'em all these beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha) The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy cane Worn without the other so for real without the candy
don't feel appreciated and what not I used to tell you that you're hair looked fly Kiss you slow and stare in your eyes Now I talk real foul and slick Every other
Yelawolf and I feel like a king in my box Chevy Tell them other whack motherfuckers get that pine box ready Catfish Billy is lately, don't get slapped
Uhh. Yeahh. Rest In Peace Pimp C Fool Yeah, Uh Some of my joints be tight, some of my joints be fucked up but all my joints gon' smoke so G's gon' get
Coconut Grove to South Miami Wedwood Highlear, Little Haiti, Little Bana South Miami Heights, P-Rhymes Dade County, let it do what it do [DJ Khaled] Rest in peace
he laced her Cheeba She do be lookin' weaker, now her teeth are foul Speakin' loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud Fat ass dissolvin', like cotton candy
on my ride, Ia??m fresh, in the hood they call Me a star, (incomprehensible), Ia??m fresh, from my head to my Toe, Ia??m fresh, candy put on an a??84
to stack the door? Right there by the corner store and everybody fuckin? know You fuckin? know, you fuckin? right, thinkin? this a open mike My candy
Man G-Wine, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy There go the apple of my eye, my black butterfly Don't try to pass me by like you do them other guys
beats is like the Wallis to my Gromit..(Ha) The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy cane Worn without the other so for real without the candy
and what not I used to tell you that you're hair looked fly Kiss you slow and stare in your eyes Now I talk real foul and slick Every other sentence
