"CandyMan" lyrics
Yeah, uh
Let me paint a picture, avid serial killer
You know chose another victim, Bloody Mary in the mirror
Mr. Happy Halloween C4, so here you go a thriller
Mr. Chrome Hearted killer, it's a Moncler murder
Livin' life with Dior denims, and slime'll squeeze him like a girdle
I'm a first-class stepper, quick to step in cold turkey
From the A all way to Berkeley, and I can't let the police search me
A nigga touch me, up these, new credentials, up fees
Fendi sleeve, won't bless a sneeze, I bless that bitch, stand up for me
It'll be an awful lot of bodies droppin' down, you leave it up to me
And the label came straight to the shooters, that's how they discovered me
Yeah, yeah, duct tape his arms and his legs, where his bread?
Backdoor shot the hammerhead, door swung open, I'm comin' in
I told the Lord that I can't help but sin, fuck around, let them steppers in
Bet that nigga won't step again, ayy, his back door open, tell a friend
Uh, had to let me go, they ain't had no evidence
Yeah, yeah, I go Spider 'round her throat and let her represent
They left me out there in the cold, they wouldn't even let me in
Fuck that bitch, it's nothin' I won't regret again
I'm Big Backdoor the kicker, shawty
You cross me, won't forget about it
And this bitch sittin' near me poutin'
'Cause I'm finna go on another outin'
Yeah, I ain't been home in the last two weeks, just bought another Audi
Lil' Percy, me and my brothers 'bout it
In a foreign car, shootin' out it
Candice or Jessica, don't trust 'em, they might set me up
Pour Wockhardt in my double cup
And she stay with me 'til the sun was up
You big boss, go and touch
Nigga, I don't keep in touch
Tellin' me to check in for what?
All the lean goin' straight to my gut
Let me paint a picture, avid serial killer
You know chose another victim, Bloody Mary in the mirror
Mr. Happy Halloween C4, so here you go a thriller
Mr. Chrome Hearted killer, it's a Moncler murder
Livin' life with Dior denims, and slime'll squeeze him like a girdle
I'm a first-class stepper, quick to step in cold turkey
From the A all way to Berkeley, and I can't let the police search me
A nigga touch me, up these, new credentials, up fees
Fendi sleeve, won't bless a sneeze, I bless that bitch, stand up for me
It'll be an awful lot of bodies droppin' down, you leave it up to me
And the label came straight to the shooters, that's how they discovered me
Yeah, yeah, duct tape his arms and his legs, where his bread?
Backdoor shot the hammerhead, door swung open, I'm comin' in
I told the Lord that I can't help but sin, fuck around, let them steppers in
Bet that nigga won't step again, ayy, his back door open, tell a friend
Uh, had to let me go, they ain't had no evidence
Yeah, yeah, I go Spider 'round her throat and let her represent
They left me out there in the cold, they wouldn't even let me in
Fuck that bitch, it's nothin' I won't regret again
I'm Big Backdoor the kicker, shawty
You cross me, won't forget about it
And this bitch sittin' near me poutin'
'Cause I'm finna go on another outin'
Yeah, I ain't been home in the last two weeks, just bought another Audi
Lil' Percy, me and my brothers 'bout it
In a foreign car, shootin' out it
Candice or Jessica, don't trust 'em, they might set me up
Pour Wockhardt in my double cup
And she stay with me 'til the sun was up
You big boss, go and touch
Nigga, I don't keep in touch
Tellin' me to check in for what?
All the lean goin' straight to my gut
