Текст пісні Candy Lady - Gucci Mane

Candy Lady

See she da candy lady on da candy mane, she got 3 blocks on her call her candy\ncane, like my glock 9 I keep her right beside me, first I make her drive then I\nlet her ride me, a brand new gucci bag with a pocket scale, plus she bust open\nthe bags with her finger nails, she gots carats on her wrist and diamonds on\nher neck, she in my drop top vet thumbing thru da jet, she say money make her\ncum trappin make her wett, everytime we have sex I try to make her sweat,\nI keep her with some work and keep her in a skirt we love blowing kush stay\nblowing purp\nSee she da type of girl that a nigga like and she’ll jump off she’ll help a\nnigga fight she more than a lover she more like a sister I brought her a bag\nshe buy me a pistol, it’s early in the morning she water-whippin and what u\ncall that I call it homecooking see that’s my old lady she drive me crazy but\nda homies in hood call her the Candylady…\n(Wassup Flocka, wassup Juice, Joey, Wooh, Frenchie, man we got so much money we\ndon’t know what to do with man, wipe my ass with a hundred, boogars on my money,\nblow my nose with da money, it’s gucci, it’s da burr, burr, burrprint 3,\ngeetin kinda cold in here, iced out, drinkin a cold soda, chillin in da a.c.\n, hoppin out da igloo, in Austria East Atlanta)\nCandylady daisy, whippin up a baby, it’s a street brawl and my baby brought a\nrazor? got my truck rollar skating early in the morning like the?\nbabygirl 100 she don’t do no faking brought my girl then she brought me back a\nA-R babygirl 100 she don’t do no faking brought my girl a bag and she brought\nme back a A-R French Monatana:\nNow she da kinda girl dat a nigga like, always beat it up so she call me Ike,\ncandylady take da niggas out da candyland, she got u spendin all your money\nlike a ceiling fan, glock 4−5 fully loaded clip don’t think that she goin pull\nit if she let it rip, she say she like my chain she want the same thing,\nfirst she got da bird with da pink rings\nSee she da type of girl that a nigga like, and she jump off she’ll help a nigga\nfight, she more than a lover she more like a sister, I brought her a bag she\nbuy me a pistol, it’s early in the morning she water-whippin and u call that I\ncall it home cooking, see that’s my old lady she drive me crazy but the homies\nin the hood call her the candylady\nBust up in dis fuckin bitch, Flocka need a bad bitch, one night stand baby we\ncan have a maverick, green chain cabbage, lil shawty not your average, light,\nfake, cute, oh my god, jump in my car I can make u a star, my swag to da roof\nWaka Flame b da truth, got goons dat told shoot, tell your man da bad back,\nall dat flirting can a nigga stab dat, she say she digging me (Flocka)she say\nshe feeling me, I’m so fucking hot I burned her to da 3rd degree he so industry\nI’m so fuckin hood (Flocka)blowing purple tree and it taste so fuckin\ngood (Flocka)\nSee she da type of girl that a nigga like and she jump off she’ll help a nigga\nfight she more than a lover she more like a sister I brought her a bag she buy\nme a pistol it’s early in the morning she water-whippin and u call that I call\nit homecooking see that’s my old lady she drive me crazy but da homies in da\nhood call her da candy lady\nBabygirl my sister better off my best friend cus if I hop up on a nigga bet she\njumping in fuck a nickel bag, kilo she shifting in, I ask her for 5 pounds but\nshe bring me 10, that’s why I follow her she don’t want talopia just give her a\ncheeseburger and promise not to lie to her? If I got knocked she’ll get money\nfrom all of my side bitchs to bail a nigga out that’s why I call her my main\nsqueeze fittna drop with dat cool breeze, when I see her I freeze I like to\nwatch her like HD, yea dats my baby no Beyonce and Jay-Z cus she walk up on you\nand rock-a-bye baby