motherfucker will keep it real We focused on the dollar bill, still The outsiders tend to disrespect the place Where niggas do their strugglin' die with a straight face
The boy Big Chief is down with us The nigga California is down with us You know the boy Brad is down with us The boy Big Mike still down with us Come in die candy
Huh [Verse 1 - Scarface] You see a nigga with his game tight, money with a name like 'Face (Face Mob), havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?
a way, to come up on 2 pounds of yay and double up it, ain't never happened touch it a lot of niggaz focued on they candy paints and that was in the grills
girl California face with a down south rump California face with a down south rump California face with a down south rump Ba, ba, baby girl scrumptious, uh uh she dumb California face
t need no love, all I need is the DJ It was midnight I got the booty call She said "I'm at the club" So I threw on my drawers I'm lookin' throwed in my 'fit Candy
that Kelis milk (Shake) I gotta hit it one more time before a n-gga (Shake) Ia??mma f-ck this b-tch until her knees start to (Shake) face in the pillow
say And I only do 40 when I'm on the highway So you can see that candy, candy, candy candy, spray And I want you to see this handsome, handsome, handsome face
you come around where you hung as a kid you turn soft on niggas since you got on top i know queens cant be proud of candy shop(nah) look, you aint got
nigga was gone I never seen Corn an' Sha look so alone This was the worst day, you died on Cogo birthday It hurt me to see that look on they face We
'Cause you can't live without one more touch He's a, a good time, cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine He looks like a cool drink of water But he's candy
it do if a nigga make a move lil mama comin to verse 1800 im blunted for sho snoop d.o dub pocket full of dub all my niggas dubs rollin on candy feelin
the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (Uh, uh) Candy apple
the Coke and the Hen' It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that bitch Candy
ridin 'round A bay bay f**k naw Rubberbands round cash im makin cake A bay bay what we gone eat today I want me some steak Paint the caddy candy green
drinking Some people ruin their drinks with ice And then they, they ask you for advice They tell you, I've never told anyone else before They say, candy
king of the city Young Money, Young Moula Yeah, the kid in this thang Grown men in this game Can't compete with me mayne Especially When I pull up in that candy