Letra SLO BREAD par Bun B

Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window

I'm so lifted yeah
But don't worry I'll get us home
Baby ask me what we on
This nightcap feel like Babylon
We rollin', I'm holdin'
Look like water, feel like air
I whip harder, I switch gears
See me rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
And my windows tinted on that
Candy Coated Rеaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couplе mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window

I told her like prince baby girl, you know I would die for you
Come ride with me on a cold summer night, come vibe with me
B*t*h, you better not lie to me
I'm a menace to society, with 2 guns tucked Cadillac in the back
O-dog Kane & a wax plus, we on the lurk and heavy strapped
Lookin' for them, n***a, who shot my cousin right in the face?
One-way ticket straight to hell, get real cozy in that place
We rollin', and I'm coastin', and we holding, and I got my baby girl
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window

Man I just pulled up at the spot, hopped out at the valley
I'm lookin' just like Texas, but I'm smellin' just like Cali
I'm leanin' back in my Cadillac, sittin' under the moonlight
This life ain't nothing to sneeze at 'cause I'll bless ya boy, gesundheit
I'm feelin' just like a king and all I'm needin' is my thrown
Baby I done came a long way from havin' a pocket full of them stones
I'm draped up and I'm dripped out so I'm all up in my zone
I'm with them horror boys doing what we want 'cause we grown look at this chrome on my
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window
Candy Coated Reaper Jeep
Look like you can't talk to me
I gotta couple mouths to feed
Look like I just up the fee
God got a couple bags for me
I gotta couple bags for him
We just blowin' steam out that window