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curly savv - candy shop lyrics

candy shop lyrics
[intro]
gllah
gllah, gllah, gllah, gllah, glocky, huh
uh, look
turn my sh+t up, like
look (gllah)

[chorus]
this ain’t a candy shop (candy shop)
but i make her panties drop (drop)
lil’ mama, i can’t be stopped (nah)
i keep the tool like a handybox (gllah, gllah)
bad b+tch wit’ me like brandi love (brandi)
she a freak, she a nasty thot (she a freak)
we don’t talk ’bout the man he popped (why?)
n+ggas act like they can’t be shot, look (gllah)
listen, baby, i’m a gentleman (gentleman)
steady bigguin’, got too much adrenaline (buggin’)
i’m too fly, i feel like a pelican (fly)
if we slide, we ain’t leavin’ no evidence (skrrt)
up that chop’, make your heart stop (up that)
came from the school of the hard knocks (hard knocks)
[?] got the car lot (skrrt, look, uh)
yeah, yeah

[verse]
we make it lit in a heartbeat (heartbeat)
so many chops, we like the army (army)
i’m in the spot with a lotta barbies (barbies)
that’s what i call her a parties (woo)
she got the wap, gonna call her cardi (cardi)
drop on me, that’s a ‘rari
got a thot wit’ me givin’ slap to me
she gon’ [?]
[?] know who to f+ck with (glocky)
big dog, i’m not wit’ the f+ck sh+t (gllah)
he started runnin’ and i ain’t even dump it (where you goin’?)
broomstick hit him, he dusted
i feel like bustin’, shorty, let me touch it
but you better not post me in public
i chanel her and she let me f+ck it
yeah, yeah
[?] you know what i tell her
drop a [?], i need twenty or better
my lil’ baddie, she down for whatever
and she ride it, [?] (nah)
i got b+tches all over the states
i could pick anyone for the date
she got hit wit’ the magic stick
now she keep tellin’ me that she wanna stay
ha, man
[chorus]
this ain’t a candy shop (candy shop)
but i make her panties drop (drop)
lil’ mama, i can’t be stopped (nah)
i keep the tool like a handybox (gllah, gllah)
bad b+tch wit’ me like brandi love (brandi)
she a freak, she a nasty thot (she a freak)
we don’t talk ’bout the man he popped (why?)
n+ggas act like they can’t be shot, look (gllah)
listen, baby, i’m a gentleman (gentleman)
steady bigguin’, got too much adrenaline (buggin’)
i’m too fly, i feel like a pelican (fly)
if we slide, we ain’t leavin’ no evidence (skrrt)
up that chop’, make your heart stop (up that)
came from the school of the hard knocks (hard knocks)
[?] got the car lot (skrrt)
yeah, yeah

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