Candy & Flowers Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Welcome, as soon as you felt him
He had a groove hotter than some shit when it's melting
Ace right with me and you know cause you smelt him
Loud pack jumping like an ass when a belt hits it
Take a puff, a nigga swear i hit the hit stick
Push your luck and say you bumpin like this stoop shit
And be a liar, whit your pants on fire
Cause we gone keep going,we ain't running out attire
Ladies surround us, Haters around us
I mean what can we say but niggas pay us allowance
We busted in these doors, no they ain't allow us
They ain't greet us at the fucker with no candy & flowers
So we gone pump the good until the whole world ours
I say, say we gone pump the good until the whole worlds ours
(Hook)
Run on, cause its obvious im gone
We gone pump the good until the bad comes along
Even Michael went bad for a song
I mean can I get my passionate on
(Verse 2)
Toast, clicks of cold beers
Throwing dick to wives of lames who throw spears
With all the funny things that have been said
The best one yet is I'm not the best one yet
I see the light, I see he light
Like a disco strip
See life is live and poppin like a diploset
And if your head ain't noddin
Your head's like Rodman
You must of missed the treatment that the smart boys get
Every bird gets a turn
Every bird gets a turn
Last one left
How he came, shit, bet he learned
Cause I got a model that'll never fail
Never run away from shit except the hotel
Cause a nigga chained up, ain't progressing well
His whole swagg's closed off like proffesional
Nigga asked me if I ever stop rapping right
Yeah, on the same day I can't read and write
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
Stoop cold, stoop life whenever we here
You niggas is not around Bill Bellamy gigs
I ain't saying who got lady's in and out of the crib
Soaking up the glow like we running out of the shit
2 L's, 2 L
287 dog
Could'nt bring us hell if it was you and the reverend man
Fuck it, call it, 280-heaven and its tasteful
I put it on 3 grades
Winnning right now, doing it 3 ways
Always in some shit like 3rd good from the BJ's
That's gone be me, as long as I got power
We gone pump the good until the whole world's ours
Shit, and then fuck around and have your girls ours
Aye, and accidentally have your girls showers
(Hook)
Welcome, as soon as you felt him
He had a groove hotter than some shit when it's melting
Ace right with me and you know cause you smelt him
Loud pack jumping like an ass when a belt hits it
Take a puff, a nigga swear i hit the hit stick
Push your luck and say you bumpin like this stoop shit
And be a liar, whit your pants on fire
Cause we gone keep going,we ain't running out attire
Ladies surround us, Haters around us
I mean what can we say but niggas pay us allowance
We busted in these doors, no they ain't allow us
They ain't greet us at the fucker with no candy & flowers
So we gone pump the good until the whole world ours
I say, say we gone pump the good until the whole worlds ours
(Hook)
Run on, cause its obvious im gone
We gone pump the good until the bad comes along
Even Michael went bad for a song
I mean can I get my passionate on
(Verse 2)
Toast, clicks of cold beers
Throwing dick to wives of lames who throw spears
With all the funny things that have been said
The best one yet is I'm not the best one yet
I see the light, I see he light
Like a disco strip
See life is live and poppin like a diploset
And if your head ain't noddin
Your head's like Rodman
You must of missed the treatment that the smart boys get
Every bird gets a turn
Every bird gets a turn
Last one left
How he came, shit, bet he learned
Cause I got a model that'll never fail
Never run away from shit except the hotel
Cause a nigga chained up, ain't progressing well
His whole swagg's closed off like proffesional
Nigga asked me if I ever stop rapping right
Yeah, on the same day I can't read and write
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
Stoop cold, stoop life whenever we here
You niggas is not around Bill Bellamy gigs
I ain't saying who got lady's in and out of the crib
Soaking up the glow like we running out of the shit
2 L's, 2 L
287 dog
Could'nt bring us hell if it was you and the reverend man
Fuck it, call it, 280-heaven and its tasteful
I put it on 3 grades
Winnning right now, doing it 3 ways
Always in some shit like 3rd good from the BJ's
That's gone be me, as long as I got power
We gone pump the good until the whole world's ours
Shit, and then fuck around and have your girls ours
Aye, and accidentally have your girls showers
(Hook)