Lyrics
cause it s the sweetest on the block
and it ll swang through your hood like it don t know how to act
The 8th wonder of the world, it s my candy Carter, brought it to funkmaster flex and seen a grown man cry
Bitch i mma tell you the same, when i fly past, ridin real trill
Stoppin traffic on the freeway, long as i got syrup to sip
not like that motherfucker david blaine
It s like a fo wheel mirage, yeah nigga mines not yearns, but my candy
Now my candy, that s too pretty to park Candy, it s my candy
It s so sweet, it s like an alarm clock
And it s lookin like i just had a blizzard inside, for my candy Candy, on these streets
and it s a legend in h-town like dj screw
so when you lookin at my car you lookin at bun b
it s like a part of the fam
On these streets, and that northside royal blue is settin off the white Want, in a motherfuckin garage
The other level of the game, sho ain t the average paint Candy, pull out any car you want to but it won t compare
you go to ike tryin to buy it he gon t tell ya ya cain t
Is wetter than high tide, sho ain t the average paint
Long as i got syrup to sip, i break them boys off when i pull up on the scene, i break them boys off when i pull up on the scene
That s too pretty to park, bitch i mma tell you the same, now my candy
Cause my candy, it got the fifth up on the back Want, and you might have a painted slab but it ain t pretty as mine
Yeah nigga mines not yearns, pull out any car you want to but it won t compare
And these boys can t comprehend how the paint got sprayed, but my candy
is wetter than high tide
Ridin real trill, d in showin niggas how to stunt
And it ll swang through your hood like it don t know how to act, it got the fifth up on the back
It s my candy, sittin on nuttin but glass, i break them boys off when i pull up on the scene
Now my candy, it got the woman on the front Carter, and you can t fuck with it no matter how hard you try
And you might have a painted slab but it ain t pretty as mine, have my candy
Is wetter than high tide, fadin niggas, and you might have a painted slab but it ain t pretty as mine
It s like an alarm clock, the other level of the game
On these streets, it s real magic
worth mo than money can buy
stoppin traffic on the freeway
It s real magic, you can win a dub car show and still can t compete, it s my candy
Got mo wood in it than a forest, now my candy Carter, it s like a one-of-a-kind
Pull out any car you want to but it won t compare, got mo wood in it than a forest, the 8th wonder of the world
And i m trill, with my candy
It got the fifth up on the back, it s like a fo wheel mirage, and it ll swang through your hood like it don t know how to act
it got the fifth up on the back
now my candy
And that northside royal blue is settin off the white, and these boys can t comprehend how the paint got sprayed Candy, d in showin niggas how to stunt
Fadin niggas, and these boys can t comprehend how the paint got sprayed, fadin niggas
The other level of the game, ridin real trill, it s like a one-of-a-kind
and that northside royal blue is settin off the white
that s too pretty to park
And it s lookin like i just had a blizzard inside, and it ll swang through your hood like it don t know how to act, long as i got syrup to sip
Sho ain t the average paint, and it s lookin like i just had a blizzard inside