Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Candler Road, artist - B.o.B. Date of issue: 03.11.2016
Song language: English
Candler Road |
| East Side Ho |
| West Side bitch |
| I’m a Candler Road Nigga |
| Doin' Candler Road shit |
| Got a new Bankroll |
| Trophies on my neck |
| All I do is win nigga all I do is flex |
| When I wake up I get fresh |
| Rollin' up the best |
| Cause I came up from the bottom |
| Like a mogul I finesse |
| Nigga bangin on my chest |
| Bang-bangin on my chest |
| Made it happen from the ground up |
| From a boy to an Exec' |
| Told the teacher I can’t do it |
| With no student time desk |
| Whyt these haters always hatin'? |
| I don’t know I can only guess |
| Got a watch out for these snakes |
| That’s always searchin' through your set |
| Tryna' infiltrate your circle |
| Tryna' steal all your connects |
| Man these young hoes out here wilin' |
| Straight up hoein' like a vet |
| She be goin like a pro and 7−40 7 Jets |
| You should see a boy in action |
| I could switch an architect |
| I’m already fuckin' stoned |
| How much higher i’m gone get? |
| I said |
| West Side B.I., Cameras in the V.I., |
| Who they came to see? |
| us, on 3 throwed 3I |
| Bad hoes on the east side, kiss that thang I P. I |
| Donuts when I leave out, old school with the TISA |
| Don’t trip over no hoes, so lil bitch don’t put your feet out |
| You can drank my Sedi, fuckin' then I peace out |
| Possess where the C. At, M.O.B. |
| what we be 'bout |
| Water on my neck and wrist I damn near brought the sea out |
| Ear ring costs a Fiat, I brought the movie Visa |
| She drop it to the floor she work the pole I throw a G out |
| I’m with that Magic city, bloody Pino’s we hit 3 spots |
| And pulled up on my playa partner, boy we on the East side |
| West side bitch, difference on 3 |
| Man we in the streets from the West to the East |
| People countin' rolls, this McAfee |
| Fuckin with my denim make your hand touch your feet |
| Difference on 4, differences roll |
| Different bank yeah, you know how it go |
| Different out the temple, different out the ville |
| Hustle nigga for all of my niggas that ain’t here |