Candy Lady Remix

Wassup Flocka

Wassup Juice

Joey

Wooh

Frenchie

Man we got so much money we don't know what to do with man

Wipe my ass with a hundred, boogars on my money, blow my nose with the money

It's Gucci, it's the burr, burr, Burrprint 3

Getting kinda cold in here, iced out, drinking a cold soda

Chilling in the AC, hopping out the igloo, in Austria East Atlanta






Candy lady daisy, whipping up a baby

It's a street brawl and my baby brought a razor


got my truck rollerskating

Early in the morning like the




Baby girl 100 she don't do no faking

Brought my girl a bag then she brought me back a AR

Baby girl 100 she don't do no faking

Brought my girl a bag then she brought me back a AR






Now she the kinda girl that a nigga like

Always beat it up so she call me Ike

Candy lady take the niggas out the candy land

She got you spending all your money like a ceiling fan



Glock .45 fully loaded clip

Don't think that she gon' pull it if she let it rip

She say she like my chain she want the same thing

First she got the bird with the pink rings






See she the type of girl that a nigga like

And she'll jump off she'll help a nigga fight

She more than a lover she more like a sister

I buy her a bag she buy me a pistol



It's early in the morning she water whippin'

And what you call that I call it homecookin'

See that's my old lady she drive me crazy

But the homies in hood call her the candy lady






Busting up in this bitch, Flocka need a bad bitch

One night stand baby we can have a maverick

Green chain cabbage, lil' shawty not your average

Light, fake, cute, oh my god



Jump in my car I can make you a star

My swag to the roof, Waka Flame be the truth

Got goons that's gon' shoot, tag your man in body bag

All that flirting can a nigga stab that



She say she digging me, she say she feeling me

I'm so fucking hot I burned her to the 3rd degree

He so industry, I'm so fucking hood

Blowing purple tree and it taste so fucking good











Baby girl my sister, better off my best friend

Cause if I hop up on a nigga bet she jumping in

Fuck a nickel bag. kilo she shifting in

I ask her for 5 pounds but she bring me 10



That's why I follow her she don't want tilapia

Just give her a cheeseburger and promise not to lie to her


in the South before I got knocked

She'll get money from all of my side bitchs to bail a nigga out



That's why I call her my main squeeze, fittna drop with that cool breeze

When I see her I freeze I like to watch her like HD

Yeah that's my baby no Beyonce and Jay-Z

Cause she walk up on you and rock-a-bye baby