Candy Paint lyrics

Artist  : Too $hort 
Song : Candy Paint



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 [Too Short]

You know we ridin', yeah we
ridin'

I got my nigga MC Breed in the
house

Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what
you ridin'



[Hook]

I got some
candy paints sittin' on these

Platinum
peices and some ho's from over seas

A
mansion, a yaht, and some G's,

Everything
about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah

Cant
even tell you what I make a year

I got some
candy paints sittin' on these

Platinum
peices and some ho's from over seas

A
mansion, a yaht, and some G's,

Everything
about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah

Cant
even tell you what I make a year



[MC
Breed] (Too Short)

(Spit it)

Max fold,
the chef could be proffesional when rap is my
colateral, for this cash flow

I got some
candy paints sittin' on these

Platinum
peices and some ho's from over seas

A
mansion, a yaht, and some G's

To be
respected for the past and the present

Uh,
and show my ass at every session (yeah)

And
sure enough, (what) I'm gettin' closer to my
destin

(Nigga, Breed you ain't shit) No
interuptions only testin'

(But I do) Uh,
prove that I'm smooth with an aseditive

Bumpin' just a little bit better than my
competitor

Hard you better than, you ain't
gotta say it is

Everyday that's the way it
is, keep it Manist

Back for some of that,
Breed when the funk shit

All up in yo' ass
and get cash yo' ass bump this

Bobb and
weave MC's never could handle me

Thinkin'
bout' changin' my name to Scandal-la, you
follow

Now get the paper with my motto

Them niggas need to get in position and go on
and hate me if you gotta

Gotta meal won't
you have a plate, I'll have you wait

Go on
and sit inside my Lincoln while I navigate



[Hook]



[Too Short]

Mackin' in my lac and when I stack em' in the
back

I don't give them bitches slack, cause
if she's in my Cadillac

She'll be giving up
the crack tryna' get a niggas scratch

When
she suck a million dicks the bitch'll get a
platinum plack

I said BIATCH, that's what I
said when I grabbed her pony tail and she was
givin' me head

I said BIATCH, you know
what's up I put my dick in my draws' and zipped
my jeans up

And instantly; you finna' see
how pimpishly, I get these ho's in the
streets

You niggas killin' me; you ain't
feelin' me the bitch got you burnin' smokin'
penni-cillin-weed

Or dip yo' dick in some
hennessy, you'll be a God damned fool if you
listen to me

I tell you shit that you can't
believe, I got the bad ass bitches and they
stankin' free



[Hook]



[Too Short]

I told Breed these young
niggas think we gettin' old

I seen em'
gettin gas down on Cascade Road, still makin'
money in these new days

Used to have sky
pagers now we got two-ways

We dipped to my
house and let the beat crank

So many placks
on the wall you cant see the paint

But its
loud, you know how wild your friends get

Ballin' so long been through three body styles
and big Benz's

If I cut it, in the
garage

I'll make the bitch think im the
wizard of Oz

Click yo' heels three times
you swear you seen magic

Now she's a star,
she used to be a maget

Her pussy went
platinum, thats what I heard

Like when I'm
rappin, you never get enough of my word

I'm
in my third decade of gettin paid to rap

Back in the day my tapes stained the deck



[Hook]



[Too Short]

This shit bumpin mine ain't it

Oh you
gotta be riders if you wanna bum this Short dog
shit

You can't be in no little bullshit ass
car with no bullshit system

What you ridin'
nigga, you got candy?

You got rims nigga?,
yo' beat aint bumpin' nigga

This shit
bumpin', turn that shit up, BIATCH!