Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Candyman, artist - Dirty
Date of issue: 26.02.2001
Song language: English
Candyman |
La-da-da-daaaa |
Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah |
I’m comin' hard with this killa game |
And I’ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke |
Young shawty it’s a pimp in the air |
And if you really didn’t care, what you callin' me for |
It’s all about the game that I kick |
To get inside her head and make her wanna lick on it quick |
The silly trick suck it up like a tick |
The average playa don’t understand what the Pimp be gamin' her with |
Don’t give a damn who you claimin' you with |
Because I know you in love every time I see yo pretty brown eye contacts |
I got you grippin' yo seat |
Cause I know you plan to sweat girl every time I see ya smile back |
I ain’t pretty or nothin' |
But still I got enough game to back it all up when I leave |
I got another trick up my sleave |
I’m killin' 'em softly every time I get 'em down on they knees |
I know you want these N-U-T's |
Cause I do a lot of shows and you think I got plenty cash |
Saw a bunch of girls in the past |
So I’m only chillin' with pretty chickens that? |
keep a pretty stash |
So you know I ain’t finna pass |
A pretty opportunity to get them girls sprung with the tongue |
So tell the freaky trick I’m finna come |
So watch me ?? |
I cut 'em up and let 'em up then I’m gone |
I wanna be |
Candyman |
I want to be your |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Girl let me be your Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Yeah let me be |
I wanna be your Candyman |
I’ll make you say |
Ooooohh |
Now it ain’t nothin' but the freak in me |
To spit this game and make yo broad wanna sleep with me |
See I know you wanna creep with me |
I got a fifth of that Hennessy and some killa that’ll weaken yo knees |
Dirty skeez won’t you freeze at ease |
And drop to the beat |
Or better yet won’t you lay on yo back |
But you need to stop teasin' me |
By squeezin' me and just let my finger get to workin' with that |
You know the game that I’m kickin' is fat |
I met you last night and I already got the game in check |
When you heard my words |
I struck a bloody nerve |
I see the way I got you jumpin' when I’m kissin' yo neck |
Don’t be afraid of them playa effects |
Silly whoa don’t you know that my game got you goin' for broke |
So when you choke off that contact smoke |
I got that game to break you down and plus a lil' some for yo throat |
And when I’m done I’m ready to go |
I’m walkin' out yo do' |
I leave ya down butt-naked on the flo' |
Understand that you messin' with a pro |
When this night is over ain’t no need for you to call me no mo' |
Cause I’m headed to the next show |
To get the next whoa to scheme her outta all her dough |
Y’all know what I came here fo' |
A playa from the South spittin' true thang run 'em low |
I wanna be yo Candy-nigga |
Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Let me be your |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman — Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Make you say |
Oooooh |
I know you wanna bring yo cheese to me |
Is it to keep it steady pleasin' me |
That what it seems to be |
Now let me tell ya what it means to me |
I’ll show you what you really need to see |
If you come sleep with me |
Now look here shawty called me up when he leave |
I’ll come on over beat you down all night to this song |
You know the situation so wrong |
Me creepin' and sneakin' up in yo house when yo man leave home |
But this gator head on bone |
You makin' it worse because you babblin' about yo thong |
Boostin' me up on the phone |
To come on in and creep what I can |
And then I dash on |
I got yo mind — oooh it’s so blown |
You know that it’s gone |
I bend you over headfirst to the floor |
Girl I got the keys to yo door |
You know you do understand when I lay you down I gotta go |
You know what I came here for |
So don’t be trippin' when I come try to claim you don’t know |
We finna make a flick trick |
So get on yo knees |
We gon' call it «Strip Deep Throat 4» |
And to all the whoas that don’t know |
You need to stop teasin' and let a playa just splash in them hips |
You need to lick around on the tip |
I’m the Candyman so you know I got some sweet for them lips |
I wanna be |
Candyman |
Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
I wanna be your |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
Make you say, make you say, make you say |
Oooooh-ooooh-ooooh |
Lay down on the floor let me hit it from the back |
Why you trippin' baby why you actin' like that |
I wanna be your Candyman |
I wanna be your Candyman |
I wanna do things you never felt before |
Let me be your Candyman — Candyman |
Oohhhh |