bitch get my grip, talk my shit hit my switch and dip switchin lanes on them day to day same color as that candy paint tangerine [verse 2]-e-40
talkin'] Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin' shit nigga fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy
talkin) Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin' shit nigga fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy
It's silk done right, a black candy high And I?m gonna make you fly tonight And I found you in the ocean blue, fake sky Rosy colored bones poke through
] They be like hold up, hold up, hold up I know that aint them man Murp jersey on backwards wit ol' school Tim's and Kyjuan got on so many colors just
't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass
status Fuck you, you don't get shit from now on Unless you got a demo tape, then I can lay some ground on. It's the B to the AMBI, colors like candy
silk done right a black candy high And I?m gunna make you fly tonight (Pre chorus) And I found you in the ocean blue, fake sky Rosy colored bones poke
color purple Not the movie, but the kind that have you going in a circle Chrome, looking more classy than the Transco Tower Car drippin' candy paint like
Boys man [Pimp C - Insert] (Rasaq ad-libs) What yall know about them Texas boys Comin down in candy toys, comin' down in candy toys.. What yall-What
get my bitch Get my grip, talk my shit, hit my switch and dip Switchin' lanes on them Dana-Danes, same color as that candy paint Tangerine, wit' metal
me perfect my rap only pink and smoked salmon where she feed her cat wife everything diamond cut like johnny lex collar attached lickin glass bowls in
they glasses Toney with the Montana, I came to play With my long fingernail, yo honey you should pass that yay Let me see what color you got boo, I got
back(I'm back!) [Now what it do] Yeah nigga candy Cadillacs [Now what it do] Pump your backs it's just too much glass I still rep Cloverland-Know what
Talkin'] Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin' shit nigga fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy
boys is talkin bout I'm true, i'm true. Your ridin swangs your grippin grain I do I do. Your candy red your candy blue your poppin trunk your jammin
I'm married to my dough.... I"m in love with my money... mmmm [Chamillionaire] You can catch me squeezing grain Sittin crooked on D's and swangz Color
resin up on my glasses You can't see me in the candy store Got me all off guard forgot why I was here What I'm shopping for Candy coated pixie sticks