Candy (feat. Paul Wall) – Salute: Στίχοι τραγουδιών, μουσικά βίντεο και συναυλίες

Candy (feat. Paul Wall)

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Candy (feat. Paul Wall) κυκλοφόρησε στις 3 Ιουνίου 2024 από Come Up Gang Coalition ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Salute the Plugg

ΆλμπουμSalute the Plugg

Κυκλοφορία3 Ιουνίου 2024

ΕτικέταCome Up Gang Coalition

ΓλώσσαEnglish

BPM68

Μελωδικότητα

Ακουστικότητα

Βαλάνς

Χορευτικότητα

Ενέργεια

ΕΠΙΣΚΌΠΗΣΗ

ΣΤΊΧΟΙ

Μουσικό βίντεο

Μουσικό βίντεο

Στίχοι

Salute to that beat

Candy, candy, candy, candy

Candy, candy, candy, candy

Candy, candy, candy, candy

Candy, candy

Yeah, my hustle, I get that money, why?

My girl, my girl, mm, oh

My whip look like, see like, like, tootsie roll

My kush, what you smokin\' on?

Yeah, my life

Yeah, my hustle, I get that money, why?

My girl, my girl

My whip look like C, like, like, tootsie roll

My kush, foreign car from Italy

Blueberry paint, got it out the mud

Third grade, makin\' cake, sellin\'

If you fake where I\'m from, then a **** call you

Ooh, ha-ha, ha-ha

I might pull up, pay no jolly retro seats on Willy Wonka

Your girl wanna holla \'cause she know I get that money

I\'m too focused on some more, so no, you ain\'t gon\' get nothin\' from me

When I get some time, I might just hit your number

I\'m a CEO, so I handle my business

They salute me just like a lieutenant

Used to be skinny \'cause a **** didn\'t eat

Now I look like it wasn\'t ate a few biscuits

Got a pretty girl, came straight from the street

Like the way I go teeth \'cause she grew up in Memphis

Hair on fleek, skin smooth like caramel

Got a sweet tooth, might need a dentist

But what they say, I don\'t take breaks every day or payday

I don\'t fly the Craig and Day-Date like Deebo, I take you

Wouldn\'t let no mob play, so I made plays where I\'m called

Just like Ice Trae, let \'em know I did it my way

Y\'all my hustle, I get that money, boy

My girl, look my dick, mm, ho

My whip look like, sick like, like, tussin\' roll

My kush, what you think you smokin\' on?

Yeah, my life, yeah, my hustle, I get that money, boy

My girl, my girl, my girl, my girl

I\'m ridin\' in that red thing, old school like lead paint

Smokin\' on that propane, everything high octane

I\'m in my own domain, like Big Tuck got no stain

Ain\'t top off, that\'s no brain

My wheels take up two whole lanes

I pull up and I hop out like, \"What it do? Where it\'s at?\"

I\'m always smokin\' on somethin\' fat

But still on the hunt for another pack

I just can\'t it spray me another lack

Clear the smoke when the trunk crack

I did a lot to make paper stack

But talkin\' down, I don\'t do that

I work for it, that\'s a known fact

Big bank on wide pokers

My hustle game is on point

Good kush, keep my mind focused

I haul the lane up and the shoulder

Grind hard, that\'s an understatement

Fresh chrome on her undercarriage, I\'ma drip candy on her daily basis

Yeah, my hustle, I get that money, boy

My girl, my girl

My whip look like, see look like, tootsie roll

My kush, my kush, what you smokin\' on?

Yeah, my life, yeah, my life, yeah, my life

Yeah, my hustle, I get that money, boy

My girl, look (tastes like candy, my girl, look, my

Written by: Jermaine Earl Green

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