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1TakeQuan & 1taketeezy - Candy Store Lyrics



1TakeQuan & 1taketeezy - Candy Store Lyrics




Go to grade
420 to your stop
Uh huh
Putting in overtime on a Friday

Birthday, march 5th, but everyday my day
I'm fed up, dont like his face beat his head up
Dont like how I feel being broke got my bread up
Its simple, got my thumbs in her back dimple

Imma make her squirm, what I got? Not little
Big the amount, thats the opposite of little
Big dog bitch when I step the ground trim
I be overthinking, you be underthinking

Dont underestimate me, imma up the level
Those my initials on you baby, those my love letters
No throat, always keep me warm, that's my favorite stutter
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store

I like f*cking good girls cuz they the real whores
I like staying home count money, a real dork
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store
I like f*cking good girls cuz they the real whores

I like staying home count money, a real dork
I could see the snake up in they face when
They shake my hand
Blue face hunnids bustin down all these chaser

Real horse the real chicken
Calls all frauds, thank God what it takes to win
I'm married to the money, little bitch, I'm a faithful man
In a stoop bra, Cali, when I'm medicated

Rockstar, 100 off this shot, won't leave you separated
Wild West, quick drop, McGraw, bitch, I ain't hesitate
You wanna see a nigga lose it all, y'all know that way
Need it all, might hit the store and put my wrist in it

Pull up in that new shit, probably got your bitch in it
Dark ten, say she like to see, she wanna sit in it
Princess cut diamonds, little nigga cut her wrist in it
Stop playin, take a risk, you scared, that's what you tellin me

Bitch, I can't stop, I'm on the clock, pushin phetamines
I'm on the road to riches, yeah, I came with some felonies
I'm on the road to riches, yeah, I came with some felonies
Ayy, bitch, I'm Ray Lee, him the one they never be

Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store
I like f*ckin' good girls cause they the real whores
I like stayin' home, countin' money, a real dork
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store

I like f*ckin' good girls cause they the real whores
I like stayin' home, countin' money, a real dork
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Go to grade
420 to your stop
Uh huh
Putting in overtime on a Friday

Birthday, march 5th, but everyday my day
I'm fed up, dont like his face beat his head up
Dont like how I feel being broke got my bread up
Its simple, got my thumbs in her back dimple

Imma make her squirm, what I got? Not little
Big the amount, thats the opposite of little
Big dog bitch when I step the ground trim
I be overthinking, you be underthinking

Dont underestimate me, imma up the level
Those my initials on you baby, those my love letters
No throat, always keep me warm, that's my favorite stutter
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store

I like f*cking good girls cuz they the real whores
I like staying home count money, a real dork
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store
I like f*cking good girls cuz they the real whores

I like staying home count money, a real dork
I could see the snake up in they face when
They shake my hand
Blue face hunnids bustin down all these chaser

Real horse the real chicken
Calls all frauds, thank God what it takes to win
I'm married to the money, little bitch, I'm a faithful man
In a stoop bra, Cali, when I'm medicated

Rockstar, 100 off this shot, won't leave you separated
Wild West, quick drop, McGraw, bitch, I ain't hesitate
You wanna see a nigga lose it all, y'all know that way
Need it all, might hit the store and put my wrist in it

Pull up in that new shit, probably got your bitch in it
Dark ten, say she like to see, she wanna sit in it
Princess cut diamonds, little nigga cut her wrist in it
Stop playin, take a risk, you scared, that's what you tellin me

Bitch, I can't stop, I'm on the clock, pushin phetamines
I'm on the road to riches, yeah, I came with some felonies
I'm on the road to riches, yeah, I came with some felonies
Ayy, bitch, I'm Ray Lee, him the one they never be

Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store
I like f*ckin' good girls cause they the real whores
I like stayin' home, countin' money, a real dork
Me too, coochie like a kid in a candy store

I like f*ckin' good girls cause they the real whores
I like stayin' home, countin' money, a real dork
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Writer: SHAIQAUN JACKSON, TYVELL THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave




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