Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Candy (Drippin' Like Water) , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Candy (Drippin' Like Water) , by - Snoop Dogg. Candy (Drippin' Like Water) |
| You want 'em? |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| Uh! |
| (the candy man!) E-40! |
| Sticky icky! |
| Snoop Dogg! |
| DPG, MC Eiht, Goldie Loc |
| E-40! |
| Yeah… |
| Talk to 'em nephew (the candy man!) |
| Come on. |
| Narcotics is the death merchant, shipping and handling yolla I supply |
| Time to get up and wipe the eye boogers out my eye (out my eye!) |
| What y’all tryna buy pimpin y’know it’s kinda dry! |
| Yeah, I only gotta couple of pies left that’ll last me through the year |
| Doula, (ewwww!) ice cream candy! |
| (What it do?) |
| Man that sh*t be comin in handy! |
| (Ewwww!) It’s real walkie talkie (What else?) |
| I got that from the DB’s, my cousin. |
| work dirty! |
| If you want 'em I got 'em, you hoping to cop it, you better be about yo' grit! |
| (grit!) |
| Devour any cowards, sours slippery at the lip (lip!) |
| Beast up, s*ck up to none, don’t be no s*cker (s*cker!) |
| Be a block monster, be a reputable motherf*cker (motherf*cker!) |
| (Ewwww!) Real mash with my Spanish (Spanish!) |
| If ain’t about no gouda, potna you can vanish |
| (Ewwww!) Don’t get put up in yo' place |
| Give me 40 feet and an ounce of space |
| You want 'em? |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| Sticky icky icky! |
| Ahh, ahh! |
| You know I got that candy. |
| yeah! |
| Boss Dogg, Snoopy D O dub |
| Trip. |
| check game |
| Now-A-Later's, gum drops, jelly beans |
| Lollipops and triple beams |
| Blue carpet, yeah that’s the treatment |
| Candy so sweet, got everybody eatin it |
| Bigg Snoop Dogg, I’m the star of this |
| So gone on and get yourself a bar of this |
| No change man. |
| gimme the bucks |
| The kinda candy I sell they call it deez nutz |
| (DEEZ NUTZ!) I’m almond with the caramel insides |
| You were playin front end with the french fries |
| How it feel man? |
| What it look like? |
| I’m in your neighborhood, pullin on some Bud Light |
| Sweet and sticky, take it out the wrapper |
| Now put it in your mouth |
| To the beat of the drum, it’ll be fun |
| and I bet you can’t just eat one (Candy!) |
| You want 'em? |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| Oh… candy! |
| You want it, we got it, we got it! |
| Heh heh. |
| yeah! |
| MC Eiht… Goldie Loc |
| War Zone. |
| who got that candy? |
| Come on… |
| I’m in the hood with the six-trey candy paint |
| Lil' somethin to chunk, make the hoes all faint |
| If you know when to beep, jump my baby rate |
| When I grip round her butt, I hold her steady |
| Yeah she my one and only |
| Quick to keep back haters who don’t know me |
| I feel good about candy (Candy!) |
| My gangstas understand me |
| Shake it baby, don’t break it baby, now can you make it clap? |
| (clap!) |
| Tryna fit this work in your gap (gap!) |
| Drop it like it water pagoda, get my hustle on |
| I get it from you then I step on you to bubble on |
| It’s gettin sweeter than a sugar cane |
| Here come that sugar daddy, black, rollin on gold thangs |
| Fo’shigiddy, he turned it into somethin, boy |
| 'Cause I can’t leave this filthy game without my Almond Joy (Candy!) |
| You want 'em? |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| Ooohhhwwweee! |
| Heh heh heh, yeah! |
| It’s so tasty! |
| Aiyyo Daz! |
| Kurupt! |
| DPG! |
| I know y’all got that candy man! |
| Gimme some of that candy man |
| Talk to me one time! |
| For real, for real… |
| «It's like candy, candy!» |
| Get it how you want it |
| Whip it, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner |
| While I, taadow, check out this bizarre |
| The D-A-T the N-I double G, the D-A-Z |
| Again it’s up in the wind, feel the breeze for shit |
| God damn! |
| You already know who I am |
| Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches |
| Hit the gas, hit the brake, y’all really burn rubber? |
| Dip, drop, drop, dip |
| Stop, dip, ghost ride the whip! |
| Yeah, ni*ga. |
| shot caller |
| It’s America’s number one baller |
| Man I don’t give a f*ck. |
| like, «F*ck it» |
| High riders. |
| slide in the bucket |
| Little momma all up on a ni*ga like a coat |
| I got the perfect thang that’ll coat her throat (Candy!) |
| You want 'em? |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| I got 'em. |
| drippin like water |
| Candy! |
| So tasty. |
| candy, candy! |
| Yeah! |
| Ha ha! |
| Yeah ni*ga, we got that candy man |
| We don’t sell it at the liquor store either man |
| We sell it everywhere we go |
| Holla, holla! |
| (Candy!) |
| Three thousand motherf*ckin pieces, you understand me? |
| I wish a motherf*cker would come in this motherf*cker |
| If I see Suge right now, I’d tell him, «Hey, how you doin Suge?» |
| I didn’t even know you were standing there ni*ga |
| My bad! |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Snoop Dogg
Lyrics of the artist's songs: E-40
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