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(Just like candy) candy, oh
(Just like candy) candy
(It's the same feeling) looks good to me
I'm creeping low in a flip, flop drop
Top 'Stang, leaning to the left, gold Dayton's on that thang
I'm the MJG, pimp tight
Put it to the floor, 5-0 swang a right
And the peanut butta guts is a must
Drop it in the shop, take 'em out, wrap 'em up
And the ten clear coats to make it shine
Make me circle through the neighborhood 55 times
With my gas tank full, drank a bull
Fall up in the park after dark try to pull
Me a young, stout woman, something pretty
Nice round hips, with them well-shaped titties
As the sun goes down, I'm getting dirty
Fall up in Pressure World, get cleaned in a hurry
In my seven-seven Chevy, ass tight
Pull off cutting rubber, disappearing in the night
(Just like candy) candy, oh baby, oh yeah
(Just like candy) mm
(It's the same feeling)
Ten o'clock in the morning, as 8 got up
Chiefin' hay with some Kool-Aid in my favorite cup
Comb my hair, get my grill right so I can feel tight
Heavy starch in my jeans and a fresh pair of Nike's
As I strike, out the door, to my Superb
Parked by the curb, candy-coated bird
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat
You can tell by the way the girls act across the street
Hit the horn, but no stalling, keep balling
Four o'clock Sunday, I gotta hit the mall and
Fall in full of them green trees
Hurry up so I can catch Martin Luther King
Fools all in the way with that Econ-spray
Need to take a few classes, learn about molasses
Pressure got me beamed, I'm talkin' on the phone
Telling Penny that's the way to do it, baby, represent ya home
(Just like candy) candy
It takes over me
(Just like candy)
Same thing tastes so good
(It's the same feeling) yeah-yeah-yeah
My candy-coated paint will bring flavors to your mind
And in the summertime we got the whole block blind
Some busta in a primed out Pinto popping game
Lying saying he go and get the same thing
If you ain't riding wood, and leather, your ride ain't hitting
A plain dashboard, crushed velvet got you itching
$99.95, thirty-day paint jobs
Got niggas riding round looking like a junkyard
You need to put a check with a check, with a check
Stack up on your grip, get your shit sprayed wet
See most of these new paint jobs they'll do
But if it ain't candy, then the job ain't true
It's reserved for them ballers, who make that cheese
It ain't candy if it didn't cost a couple of G's
On your Jeep, your truck, your Chevy or your Lexus
5th wheel and the grill like them players do in Texas
My folks getting sideways in Vallejo
Ballers in Memphis, slamming shut the Cadillac doors
Full of ink so blinked I could fly
To a world where you have to roll candy, or you die
Descending, my mind goes back into reality
To some, having candy paint is just a fantasy
Custom leather everywhere you look is wood grain
Big Ball telling you it's all about the candy mane
(Just like candy) hey, no
(Just like candy) look alright, feels so tight
(It's the same feeling)yeah-yeah
(Just like candy) woo feel
(Just like candy) candy
(It's the same feeling)whoa, oh yeah
(Just like candy, candy) candy