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Sell me candy (INSTRUMENTAL) good girl gone bad Sell me candy (INSTRUMENTAL) good girl gone bad.lyrics:
Verse 1]
Sell me candy like it's (More) Sell me candy (INSTRUMENTAL) good girl gone bad.lyrics:
Verse 1]
Sell me candy like it's summer when it's melting in my hands
I know you're around like the ice cream man
I can hear you calling, whisper something in my ear
You seem like sugar, tell me what I wanna hear
I'm weak by your touch and when it's melting on my lips
I run through my body when you lick my fingertips
You're selling me a fantasy that I want to explore
It sounds so good it's got me rotten to the core
[Bridge:]
Talk to me
Take care of my dreams
All I need
Is you beside me
It's destiny
Just let it be
If words can speak
Then baby sell it to me
[Chorus:]
Sell me candy, sell me love, sell me heaven, sell me doves
What's the charge? What's the cost?
(I'm the daddy)... you the boss.
[Verse 2]
You could be a professional, boy you make a sale
I try to resist but every time I fail
The one temptation that I gotta endure
The running through my body now you're knocking at my door
A thin little kiss and your call is really sweet
But the shawty that you're rocking is nothing like me
You're selling me a fantasy that I want to explore
It sounds so good it's got me rocking through the core (you know...)
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I wanna play... more than you know
So don't you leave... and don't you go
I want it all... until time falls
His arms... I want to roam
I want to love... give him my trust
I want to live... for both of us
I want to breathe you... lay on your shoulder
I want to warm you... when nights get colder
I want love... love... love
I want love... love... love
[Bridge]
[Chorus] (Less)
Chamillionaire - Southern Takeover Instrumental "Southern Takeover"
Lyrics Below........
[Intro]
Gun cocking, shots fired.
(More) "Southern Takeover"
Lyrics Below........
[Intro]
Gun cocking, shots fired.
[Chamillionaire]
The sound of revenge, haha.
Woo, tell em what it is mayne (tell em what it is).
[Pastor Troy]
Welcome to the New World Order.
Atlanta, Georgia.
[Chamillionaire]
Houston, Texas, he already know.
[Pastor Troy]
The south is takin over.
[Chorus]x2 [Chamillionaire]
Just look over your shoulder (shoulder)
Look and see who just showed up (showed up)
It's the southern takeover (its over)
You betta tell em I got dreams to stand on top try and stop (glock glock glock)
[Killer Mike]
It's the mister fo fifth(45)toter
Cookin coke with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker
Wood gripper,pistol whipper.
mic tha nigga if he figure
Fuckin with my figures.
Makes him richer, he should know.
Instead of, it'll make him deader than the mummy fuckin with my money.
Get yo money stack right outta sunday school
On a bright and sunny sunday.
This ain't funny.
I ain't jokin bout my coke and package come up shorter.
Might kidnap yo wife and daughter.
Bury them down deep in Georgia.
No D.A.s or f**kin lawyers prosecutin.
Witnesses We excutin, start the shootin, start the lootin,
Start the violence, start a riot.
Get this motherfucker crunk, or crunk as you can get it.
Pass that dro, I'm might hit it.
Outta line, wig i split it it,
spit it vivid, cause i live it.
You don't walk it, you just talk it.
Pistol totin, and unloadin.
That's how snowin' got this dope
And i aint holdin, steady slangin
Right on yo trappa block.
Take your trap, set up shop.
Try and stop (glock glock glock).
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Hey hey, this ain't about an image.
This ain't about a gimmick.
Pussys stand to the side.
Now the game got a menace.
I damn say tha city that I claim is not the realest.
We bombin on his ass.
Wait fo the shit to sentence.
I only got a minute.
If it ain't about a digit.
You lookin at a nigga like I ain't about to get it.
I'm lookin at the money like I ain't about to finish.
So You need to mind your business.
If you ain't about your business.(Ughn)
I'm a H-town soldier.
I'm a come with the trunk up yeah I'm gon remind ya.
If you me gettin it shoulda told you about a.
Nigga chamillionaire thats fo show a problem.
You don't want no problem (problem).
Got amnesia should let the fo fo remind em.
Ya you tip on the ride em.
we ridin fo fos on the door beside em.
6' 6" tall lookin like he a center.
Tear tatoos lookin like he a killa.
Skinny ass niggas don't fight with a nigga.
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a nigga.
I'll have his kinfolk put a knife in a nigga.
From the car to his pocket then right in your liver.
Was a big boy that put a slice in the middle.
Ya head fast think a killa mic with the killa.
Don't mess with the south homie, thats a dream,
You hallucinating or imagining so.
Double XL with the gats I mean,
Keep somethin ready to blow in the magazine.
And you know that southern cash is mean.
Franklins frown for me when I stash my cream.
Pull up in candy paint that'll match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa mayne cha-ching.
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Y'all know me, it's PT.
Well I hunt and all of that,
Black on black, with black tint.
I can't help but represent.
I'm not content, I want more.
Who the f**k you take me for?
Studio rap is my fortay.
drop my top and bust my AK.
No mo play,in G.A
Yeah, that's a classic.
Ridin in a classic.
Tot'in me a blaster
Send em to the casket.
Send em to the morgue.
Slap me a nigga cause i'm motherf**kin bored.
Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my surrounding.
Get my desert e'z(eagle) and get to motherf**kin poundin.
Up and down the streets,
Throwin heat, out the driver's seat,
Ridin to the beat,
Tell them nigga that they weak.
[Chorus] x2 (Less)
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