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Candy Mary
Songwriter
jasminique williams
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Oh no, you must be mistaken
Because we are nothin alike
I'm not your twin, I'm not your kin
I'm not you sis, I'm not your friend
Go ahead and simmer down little bitch
I say what I mean, and I mean what I say, I do what I do, I ain't comin' to play,
Pretty we stay, get your onesie today,
I'm a hustler, I get it a couple of ways
A couple of haters ain't stoppin' no paper
The way they be watchin' and stalkin' my page, got me goin' viral
Can hardy contain it
I'm winnin', ain't nothin' bout me overrated
The way I be feelin' myself, it should be a crime
I'm one of a kind, they say I'm conceited, but niggas be lyin', just mad I ain't givin' this
Pussy of mine, thought it was easy, but that ain't the case, stop you dead in your tracks
Bitch, stay in your place, most you can do is sit me on your face, I'm candy for real
Come get you a taste, they pay me to look at my toes, you crazy, you thinkin' I'm stuntin'
You hoes
You worried about me, but I'm workin' on goals, I'm up in the air, bitch, you sleep on the floor
Hatin' on me, but don't know I'm the GOAT, said they got motion, but nowhere to go
Fuck is they thinkin' must really be slow, they crackin' me up, tellin' all them jokes like
No, bitch, we ain't nothin' alike,
No, bitch, for real, we don't walkin' like
We don't talkin' like, we don't dress alike, bitch, we ain't nothin' alike
Lil' raggedy bitch, we ain't nothin' alike
Look, y'all, huh, we nothin' alike, pop you like a wheelie, now who got the bike
These bitches be poppin' and they ain't really poppin' you think that you pipe
Then get hit with this pipe, yea, look, like, yeah, it's aight, then be yellin' I'm fat
But this pussy ain't wack, big bitch for the win, in the big body benz
And he keep him a tool on me like a jack, bitch, all of my page with them fat jokes
Ain't nothin' worse than a hatin' ass broke hoe, he a big dog, chasing big cat, huh
You a small-time lil' rat hoe, huh, tie his ass up, let him taste it
I lay with the tex like I do dominatrix, a bitch after me, like, I'm back to the
Basics, bitch, I'm locked in like a motherfuckin' Haitian
Comin' for me, bitch, you gotta have patience, yea don't get turned to no patient, bitch
Leave a bitch leekin' with maintenance, huh, now DNA is her paintin, and, yeah
I don't beef with no bitch, call my HR, and my issue gets fixed
I never had a hater who was motherfuckin' rich, catch is left and get right like a
Motherfuckin' Twix, bitch, you know I'm the plug, and I smoke out the pack
You want that lil' nigga, you can't get him back,
He eats tomahawk and this pussy for snacks
Fuck on my mouth while I lay on my back
Y'all are not fun, he fuck me like a hoe, I'm callin' him Santa, and he come with a stack
You watch what you say when you talk to your friends
I give 'em one word, and they turnin' you in
Bitch, cause we nothin' alike, I never do much, bitches know I'm the hype
I'm sendin' hits like a kite, yeah
Bitch, we ain't beefin' alike
How you look at a bitch and be mad, they know that I'm it, that's the motherfuckin' gag
Fuckin' with me, you get a toe tag, now you gettin' robbed, cause I was shakin' some ass
Oh, you like my titties, get hit with the 50 I'm taggin' in candy, you know that she wit'
Then smoke me a Vicky and turn up like Timmy
You bitches gon' choke, better stay out the kitchen
You know I'm a boss fuck the game that you pitchin'
I'm from the top, I was raised a little different
Wasted no time, it's steadily tickin', I ain't never play ball, I ain't tryna kick it, nigga
Bitches are weird, it's gettin' real sicken
Get high like I'm Scottie, I ain't talkin' about Pippin
Gettin' under your skin is my motherfuckin' mission
You bitches washed up all that hate that you dishin
I be at home, just mindin' my business
You in the trap, gettin' fucked in the trenches, mad at me cause a bitch is livin'
Fuck y'all hoes, I'ma keep on winnin', bitch
Writer(s): Candy Mary
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