Sour Candy, endings... Coffee stained, but aware oh I'm so tangled up in my Big sunglasses and, bed hungry Second day fair No we went under The weight
Traducció: Carly Rae Jepsen. Amargo caramel.
me I'd like that Kandy Life Could we get a taste of that Kandy Life I know our style might be abridged But we are the ones, bitch We got sour grapes
the dance floor, mangoes is free followed by ghost Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin' new court dates Trauma, hands is like candy
But the sour life, but the sour life, But the sour life, but the sour life. .... But the sour life, but the sour life, But the sour life, but the sour
we dizzy from flowin me, you, and my dream come true Your flower I am watering by the hour Two types of candy one sweet one sour Come feel this power
you should do you Why you, why you worried 'bout me? You need to worry 'bout you, yeah boy, I do St-st-stay fuckin' with the crooks, peel the backwood And mix the sour
want 'em? I got 'em drippin' like water You want 'em? I got 'em drippin' like water You want 'em? I got 'em drippin' like water It's like candy, candy
Valley, California fools'll do ya Like this song? Sing along, 40 Water man you know he wrong In the traffic, Mayne on the phone, bright candy on all
a young age Feel me touch me as I turn the page A little past ten, roughly about Eleven years old dropped in the good location My scratch is smellin' sour
so nice, you can't go sour I love you, lick you by the hour Sugar Luv' oh honey your so sweet I just got to have some of that candy meat hey little
Too much of us is dangerous We're not candy Even though we look so fine and dandy When your sick we come in handy But we're not candy Oh no, no, no,
you wanna just say yeah just say yeah just say yeah just say yeah. Yeah! If you wanna eat some candy, Well I got plenty right here, yeah! I like it sour
Once in a time Where the girls feel like girls And the world is painted cotton candy (cotton candy) Where the sweet lemonade of McGregor street (sweet
right, I got my swagger right I-I-I got my swagger right I got my swagger right, I got my swagger right They said that I was broke, now they lookin' sour
these streets if it ain't Halloween And while these boppers on my dick I swear they trying to fuck my whip bobbing Cause my paint was candy sour, apple
walk. And I will awake. You cripple, you take away my time, my peace, my empathy. No babies sleep on atrophy. Your unborn love and fetal dress, my bitter candy
I cannot talk And I will away You cripple, you take away my time my peace My dignity No babies sleep on atrophy Your unborn love and fetal dress Hard bitter candy
