Now my candy is so fresh, so I them boys off when I pull up on the scene In my candy with ten coats tight And that side royal blue is settin' off the white
On my candy, sho' ain't the average You go to Ike tryin' to buy it he gon' ya, ya can't Have my candy, it's a one of a kind And you might have a painted slab but it ain't as mine
'Cause my candy, worth mo' money can buy it to Funkmaster Flex and seen a grown man cry For my candy, sittin' on but glass traffic on the freeway when I fly past
In my candy, got no on the street You can win a Dub car and still can't compete With my candy, it's the sweetest on the block And I'm trill, workin' the wheel, that's why they all jockin' my
Candy, (Break the boys on the ave the slab's so tight) Drop top, El Do', (Break the boys on the ave the slab's so tight)
Now my candy, is sittin' on them Vogues It's like an alarm clock, up all the hoes My candy, is wetter high tide And it's like I just had a blizzard inside
Of my candy, got mo' in it than a forest One look'll get you hooked like a motherfuckin' My candy, drips an stain real magic, not like that motherfucker David Blaine
My candy, it got the on the front And a PhD in showin' how to stunt My candy, it got the up on the back And it'll swang through your like it don't know how to act
My candy, the 8th of the world Like floatin' downstream you're starin' at the swirls My candy, ridin' real trill, true And it's a in H-Town like DJ Screw my candy
Yes my is so sweet niggaz on these streets People watch as I by In my candy I'm shine
Now my candy is so smooth, so And these boys can't comprehend how the got sprayed My candy, makin' people stop drop and Pull out any car you to but it won't compare
To my candy, it's a four wheel mirage That's too pretty to park in a garage My candy, it's like a of the fam' So lose my friends or my ends, I give a damn
But my is an extension of me So when you lookin' at my car you at Bun B my candy, player, throwed, fly And you fuck with it no matter how hard you try
My candy, the other of the game If you ask me again, bitch I'ma you the same It's my candy, nigga mines not your Long as I got syrup to sip and Swishers to burn in my
the boys on the ave 'cause the slab's so tight Break the boys on the ave 'cause the so tight