Candy

Lyrics

[Chorus] Candy, candy, candy For those who lack the mouthpiece gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To keep that kitty on a leash gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To play the pimp a new trick gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To get one of them hot chicks [Verse 1] Y'all get dough cause donkey be fat You break 'em with cats, pretend to hate macks Straight fat, you lack a contract Purse full of hats but you know I ain't mad at 'er Talk bad at 'er when you wanna have at 'er A bad actor, quick to holla at ya, shake a collar at ya Big dollar catcher, Mix-a-Lot game snatcha So what's baby doin' with this geek? And how did this girl get a new Jeep? It's the price of fame for the square, man If you pay a girl off she'll hang, they don't complain His geek friends is impressed With the bump in the black dress Baby like candy and sqaures wanna play And if they pay she'll stay, maybe [Chorus] Candy, candy, candy For those who lack the mouthpiece gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To keep that kitty on a leash gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To play the pimp a new trick gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To get one of them hot chicks [Verse 2] She's from Bellevue but she don't work Chip-dippin on jerks with her skirt Shoppin' on 6th Ave with a classic stash of plastic cash So now we lie, packin' dash, plus she done smoked yo' grass I need a broad like this on my team, with the right dreams and a light scheme And a right cream, we can put 'er in a white bean with icing, she likes sheen It's alright with me, with the things I bring, we can call it a world green And then shake the pop scene, put a gallon of gas on a hot thing Cause we both like sugar, so don't trip loose That lip got a natural gift, this trick's got [Chorus] Candy, candy, candy For those who lack the mouthpiece gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To keep that kitty on a leash gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To play the pimp a new trick gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To get one of them hot chicks [Bridge] Man, I know this ball player, go from city to city puttin' girls in condos Buyin' 'em cars, and he the mack, hahaha [Verse 3] Now let's analyze life at a strip club Fake conversations, big hugs From big thugs to big shot mugs From big afros to bad rugs You get a little bit for a ten But you get a lot more for a twenty Better get your dumb ass on cause The throne is gone if you ain't got mo' money The pot gets thick for the super-trick The regular customer, who can't hit She put the game in drive, rubbin on thighs Lookin in his eyes with lies and a trick cry Story got deep Bout payin the rent, plus the Jeep She said strippin don't pay well Tryin to go to school workin' motels Oh shit, The trick put his cape on quick Time to save another chick Boy's wife is broke, his mistress is rich How you figure that shit? Tricks hand out [Chorus] Candy, candy, candy For those who lack the mouthpiece gotta use that Candy, candy, candy To keep that kitty on a leash gotta use your Candy, candy, candy To play the pimp a new trick gotta use your Candy, candy, candy To get one of them hot chicks C'mon [Chorus] Candy, candy, candy Candy, candy, candy Candy, candy, candy Candy, candy, candy Candy