CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Candy Shop
Gllah
Gllah, gllah, gllah, gllah, Glocky, huh
Uh, look
Turn my sh*t up, like
Look (Gllah)
This ain't a candy shop (Candy shop)
But I make her panties drop (Drop)
Lil' mama, I can't be stopped (Nah)
I keep the tool like a handybox (Gllah, gllah)
Bad b*t*h wit' me like Brandi Love (Brandi)
She a freak, she a nasty thot (She a freak)
We don't talk 'bout the man he popped (Why?)
N***as act like they can't be shot, look (Gllah)
Listen, baby, I'm a gentleman (Gentleman)
Steady buggin', got too much adrenaline (Buggin')
I'm too fly, I feel like a pelican (Fly)
If we slide, we ain't leavin' no evidence (Skrrt)
Up that chop', make your heart stop (Up that)
Came from the School of the Hard Knocks (Hard Knocks)
got the car lot (Skrrt, look, uh)
Yeah, yeah
We make it lit in a heartbeat (Heartbeat)
So many chops, we like the army (Army)
I'm in the spot with a lotta Barbies (Barbies)
That's what I call her a parties (Woo)
She got the WAP, gonna call her Cardi (Cardi)
Drop on me, that's a 'Rari
Got a thot wit' me givin' slap to me
She gon' [?]
know who to f**k with (Glocky)
Big dog, I'm not wit' the f**k sh*t (Gllah)
He started runnin' and I ain't even dump it (Where you goin'?)
Broomstick hit him, he dusted
I feel like bustin', shorty, let me touch it
But you better not post me in public
I Chanel her and she let me f**k it
Yeah, yeah
you know what I tell her
Drop a [?], I need twenty or better
My lil' baddie, she down for whatever
And she ride it, [?] (Nah)
I got b*t*hes all over the states
I could pick anyone for the date
She got hit wit' the magic stick
Now she keep tellin' me that she wanna stay
Ha, man
This ain't a candy shop (Candy shop)
But I make her panties drop (Drop)
Lil' mama, I can't be stopped (Nah)
I keep the tool like a handybox (Gllah, gllah)
Bad b*t*h wit' me like Brandi Love (Brandi)
She a freak, she a nasty thot (She a freak)
We don't talk 'bout the man he popped (Why?)
N***as act like they can't be shot, look (Gllah)
Listen, baby, I'm a gentleman (Gentleman)
Steady buggin', got too much adrenaline (Buggin')
I'm too fly, I feel like a pelican (Fly)
If we slide, we ain't leavin' no evidence (Skrrt)
Up that chop', make your heart stop (Up that)
Came from the School of the Hard Knocks (Hard Knocks)
got the car lot (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah
Gllah, gllah, gllah, gllah, Glocky, huh
Uh, look
Turn my sh*t up, like
Look (Gllah)
This ain't a candy shop (Candy shop)
But I make her panties drop (Drop)
Lil' mama, I can't be stopped (Nah)
I keep the tool like a handybox (Gllah, gllah)
Bad b*t*h wit' me like Brandi Love (Brandi)
She a freak, she a nasty thot (She a freak)
We don't talk 'bout the man he popped (Why?)
N***as act like they can't be shot, look (Gllah)
Listen, baby, I'm a gentleman (Gentleman)
Steady buggin', got too much adrenaline (Buggin')
I'm too fly, I feel like a pelican (Fly)
If we slide, we ain't leavin' no evidence (Skrrt)
Up that chop', make your heart stop (Up that)
Came from the School of the Hard Knocks (Hard Knocks)
got the car lot (Skrrt, look, uh)
Yeah, yeah
We make it lit in a heartbeat (Heartbeat)
So many chops, we like the army (Army)
I'm in the spot with a lotta Barbies (Barbies)
That's what I call her a parties (Woo)
She got the WAP, gonna call her Cardi (Cardi)
Drop on me, that's a 'Rari
Got a thot wit' me givin' slap to me
She gon' [?]
know who to f**k with (Glocky)
Big dog, I'm not wit' the f**k sh*t (Gllah)
He started runnin' and I ain't even dump it (Where you goin'?)
Broomstick hit him, he dusted
I feel like bustin', shorty, let me touch it
But you better not post me in public
I Chanel her and she let me f**k it
Yeah, yeah
you know what I tell her
Drop a [?], I need twenty or better
My lil' baddie, she down for whatever
And she ride it, [?] (Nah)
I got b*t*hes all over the states
I could pick anyone for the date
She got hit wit' the magic stick
Now she keep tellin' me that she wanna stay
Ha, man
This ain't a candy shop (Candy shop)
But I make her panties drop (Drop)
Lil' mama, I can't be stopped (Nah)
I keep the tool like a handybox (Gllah, gllah)
Bad b*t*h wit' me like Brandi Love (Brandi)
She a freak, she a nasty thot (She a freak)
We don't talk 'bout the man he popped (Why?)
N***as act like they can't be shot, look (Gllah)
Listen, baby, I'm a gentleman (Gentleman)
Steady buggin', got too much adrenaline (Buggin')
I'm too fly, I feel like a pelican (Fly)
If we slide, we ain't leavin' no evidence (Skrrt)
Up that chop', make your heart stop (Up that)
Came from the School of the Hard Knocks (Hard Knocks)
got the car lot (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah
