have to win? Candy-O, I need you so Candy-O, I need you so Candy-O, I need you so (Candy-O) Candy-O, I need you so (Candy-O)
Превод: Нови аутомобили. Цанди-О.
whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [Verse 4: DA Brat] Check it out! 6 0 6 4 4 6 9 4 blow dro with the windows up on duece four's purple candy paint brand new
chrome rims Rims on da truck make them heffers get hypnotized quick Candy colored paintin' makin' new tricks fanu's this Bars on my tucker time to step up into my wip O
I had seen a lot of niggers come up in this game But never did they make the look so good From candy cars to bright yellow bras The gangster white walls
and glow like I'm bangin' on ya door Dripped up and down, leather on my spine Candy Brougham, look like 2 cars combined Plasma screens showin' from the
Still, sitting on chrome I got a new flip phone Two pints to the dome, wreck shop is still my home The barre baby has returned and the diamonds still show I'm balling in the mall, got my new
Aiyyo, it's Mr. Low-key you need to go see The host by far a mostly O.O. With a brand new show but you know how the flow be 'Cause when I swerve, you
if I say yes you'll hire me NIGGA DON'T LIE TO ME!!! I gotta lil sister that's nine Plus moms is chillin, wit some new dude I think she feeling But he
dick like a anaconda Neighborhood hot boy, super-shiner Pimp, playa, president, Big Tymer, tymer I ride on chrome givin bitches the blues Got the brand new
in the decks of them Cali low-lows Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals New York, Range Rov, sit on mo-mos Pusha in that Bentley, G T O, no Flow
about the flow, the boy know he hot Hurricanes in store November, nigga fuck Reebocks I'm fly like a Hummingbird on a tree top The new Hov, the new B.I.G., the new
come around, get f-f-found beat up and bruised You need support, a couple crews Beef out here ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep uncomfortable Nightmares of P.O
(feat. Big Boss) [Z-Ro:] H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click
let me crawl Like Mafio, by the year two triple O I'ma come down, in a six double O With green flow, mats on the flo' Candy paint on my do', it's bout
a vehicle I can't even pronouce S.O.D. Money Gang, money keep stacking And I leaked every song and still went platinum Fruit Loops silly candy painted flavored cars
