be my candy girl (You'll be my candy girl forever) You will always be my candy Want your love girl understand me You will always be my candy girl Candy
candy girl (you'll be my candy girl forever) you will always be my candy want your love girl understand me you will always be my candy girl Verse 2: LL Cool
Traduction: Ll Cool J. Candy (feat. Ralph Tresvant, Ricky Bell.
Traduction: Ll Cool J. Candy.
candy girl (you'll be my candy girl forever) you will always be my candy want your love girl understand me you will always be my candy girl Verse 2: LL Cool J
nigga in his ass! And let him know how WE do it, y-y-y'know? [Pos] Now Maseo puff cheeba, while Rich sniff lines David J push the whip while Candy Cal
Khaled huh Huh MIA to H-town mothaf***as We ridin' candy [Chorus x2: Slim Thug] Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Ca-Candy paint drip look clean
(feat. T.I. & LL Cool J) [T.I:] Ya'll already know what this is homeboy No no no no no nigga Fuck what you heard homeboy Real niggas on deck Goons is
Yo Scram, you did your thing wit this one (Jeah jeah, j-j-jeah jeah jeah jeah jeah) Shit, we're sounding real ignorant man (We are? Jeah jeah, j-j-jeah
I'm gettin' hella mail from jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it When they get out I'll bring them 'round some bitches Shinobi, how I kick it, "American
shit they'll never get to do - I'd like to say it's been a pleasure Honored to be somebody they mention But before these niggaz stop payin attention - I'll
This is real baby, this is real They love this [Chorus] Just sit back and relax, Bentley seats in the back Lil' momma we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) Candy
correctly run the game Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name I'll put that boy J
talkin' to him? Word, nah he's cool with me, he's cool with me Oh he loves you Honey open up a bottle of brandy Better yet have a piece of Cool J Candy
it up I can't let us self-destruct [Hook: Marc Dorsey] Baby smile today 'cause I been imaginin' more ways I'm gon' love you better When your friends'll
on Jamal Wilkes, man imma pop that J He'll call me silk til my dying day The gods got angels with guns in hands Man bullets that'll rip through a Man
you twist and turn with this beat that I kick it South River, Trax East Fuck with me you'll be deceased 6 foot underground is where you'll be to say
goin get greet with a smile, and get send straight to the dentist Put them coats on the candy I call it quenchin the thirst Pop my car in your driveway, you'll
