Lyrics Candyman - LL COOL J

Candyman

Uh, yeah
Sweet baby
Uh, yeah
Uh, keep it sweet miss
Uh, yeah
I like 'em sweet baby
Uh, yeah, check it
Tick tock, you don’t stop
Gimme what you got
Here we go, one-two
I’m 'bout to drop a straight shot
Born to make it bump
I’m a bandit
The funk understand it
Pump it 'til your radio’s branded
Damn it’s so right to lay back
And bump a hype type of track
Now let the Uncle L
Tell you what’s all that
Kickin' the mad Friday night weekend
Blast your mean system
I got another one for that ass
Mercy mercy
Hoes and honeys all around
My navy blue 500 SE
L-L C to the double O-L J never fail
Brought a case of brew
And mad crew for you to feel well
Twenty-five deep, mad cars and jeeps
Mini-vans bumpin' my brand new Candyman beat
For the streets
What a scene
Just look at all the bodies
Flashing knots black
It’s time to run up in some hotties
Stress the curb with you joint
Crash the party
Tear the meter down
5−0 ain’t nobody
Tell them other brothers be chill
And stay skilled
Just grab some honeys
Don’t try to make my movie ill
Burners in my hand
I’m emptying the clip
Bustin' at your clan
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
'Cause I’m the Candyman
The C to the A-N-D-Y Man
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
Outside the club is always fun
Snatchin' mad huns
Rollin' up with truck, jewels and wild guns
It’s just another ghetto scene in effect
That’s when I seen this little trick from the projects
But since I know she’s a trick
It’s long D
You know the hotel, the motel
I’m in and out G
Never to experience the G-A-M-E
'Cause I’m the U-N-C-L-E L-L C double O-L J
My motto is bust three and flee
I gotta get right, right, right
But don’t fret, that’s for an ep
Real love and respect some possibility
If she keeps her games in check
One-two and pass
Funkadelically pump it, think it ain’t Camille
I’m on that ass like wet paint
And it’s a one stand
No disrespect intended
But I’m not your man
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
'Cause I’m the Candyman
The C to the A-N-D-Y Man
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
Ladies want to get to know the way I flow with this, yo
Brothas wanna crack a brew and peep the scenario, yeah
But curiosity killed the cat
So don’t stress me, what
Just bump this fat ass track
It’s called the Candyman
The C to the A-N-D-Y Man
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
'Cause I’m the Candyman
The C to the A-N-D-Y Man
Funky ain’t funky
Unless you bump my jam
I’m 'bout to get funky
Then I dash, a check it out now
(A word 'em up, word 'em up)
You know what I’m sayin' baby
Uh, keep it sweet baby, yeah
Know I’m sayin'?
A little something you can vibe to
Uh, you and yours
Yeah, keep it sweet baby
Keep it real baby
Yeah, keep it sweet baby
Keep it real baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Candyman will do you right
Word is bond, yeah word is bond
Uncle L
LL
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm
Uncle L, uh