Arradon - Candy

Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it
Do it do it do it
You need to behave
Triple digi we need to behave
God is my witness
We need to behave
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it
Do it do it do it
We need to behave

10 toes stand endzone dance show you right
Big bag Missy Elliot my Kelly Price
Game good let me exercise my only right
Turn 2 into 4 then you multiple
Mind on the money at all times I'm all grind
Niggas chunk slugs on the net them niggas all chime
Bottom line
You would've dropped what I carried
Eating noodles like spaghetti
And my steaks was Salisbury
Vacation in New Orleans told lil baby hit my second line
Had to take a shower for a hour that's my second line
Said you didn't have a man now I'm the second lying
Cool calm collected with mine never petrified
Hov said Luda but baby you the best to ride
Through it at me way in the sky and made sunshine
Sunday's banana split ice cream paint job
Blowing up in Cali so for now we must FaceTime
Put that on my soul on the snare and the bass line
I'm the realist one you ever heard through the grapevine
Temptation go you bout to fly out to Vegas
450 for the ticket you want half I'm like
I ain't tricking on nothing cause you got one lil baby
Top notch get the most and you not one lil baby
On the real
A nigga Only here for the thrills
But it's on to the next gotta get it how I live
Fr

That's how we do
Had to forget her for me and you
I give a shout out to my hol crew
From Dallas Fort Worth to Chicago too
From New York City all the way to the bay
On west coast time can't forget LA
From ATL on down to Miami
Bama to Louisiana if you taste like candy

Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it
Do it do it do it
You need to behave
Triple digi we need to behave
God is my witness
We need to behave
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it
Do it do it do it
You need to behave
Triple digi we need to behave
God be my witness
We need to behave

12 AM she was up in the club
1 AM she was texting love
2 AM she was banging my line
3 AM now I'm splitting her spine
4 AM we at the waffle house
5 AM headed back to the crib
515 getting head in the whip
By 533 I'll be kickin' her out
Don't text me wow
Text me how
If we can profit baby stick around
I ain't the type to takeya taxes and get whips and pounds
When you make money in ya sleep you sleep different now
They say times of an essence ima make mine count
So for now play Zapp more bounce for the ounce
And when you see a nigga out
Don't come giving me daps
We do hugs
Show love baby
It's all love baby
It's all love

You know that i taste so sweet
You got ya hands all over me
That's how we do it
That's how we do it
Just like candy make my day

Written by:
Kevin Arradondo

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