Candy Lady - Shad Da God

Yeah

Oooh yeah

Phew

Lil shawty just wanna pop it wanna kick with the star (stars)

Say she don’t wanna be sober and she wanna fuck on mars

Im pullin' up with Celine, and a little molly and a little bars

Ain’t trippin' on no money cause my plug is the God

And when it come to bankroll, how it sized?

Extra large

Ain’t tripping about no bitch I go snatch another broad

Candy Lady on my wrist freezer cuz that bitch hard

Candy Lady had the spot beating thru the burglar bars

Ooh, serving out burglar bars, hot got burglar bars

Pull up I throw something thru your window yeen gotta park the car

Lil trapstar, lil shawty wanna superstar

So im hopping out a rapper car

He wasn’t even dripping like the God he really was a replica (hahaha)

I can’t even pull over right this minute my pistole stolen

And, all blue hunnids and you know we rolling

Got a one tone rollie it golden

Having, Broomstick and you know I gotta keep it on a nigga like i’m from the

Magnolia

Off that Old Nat and walking on the street hoe’n

Fuck nigga when you hit my phone you better speak Trapanese (what's happenin')

I just got low on the pack and I’m tripping I’m boutta go pick up some mo lil

weed

Double C shoe on me imma treat them bitch like Ri

Issa lotta hoes in here we just gotta kick out the backseat

Lil shawty just wanna pop it wanna kick with the star (stars)

Say she don’t wanna be sober and she wanna fuck on mars

Im pullin' up with Celine, and a little molly and a little bars

Ain’t trippin' on no money cause my plug is the God

And when it come to bankroll, how it sized?

Extra large

Ain’t tripping about no bitch I go snatch another broad

Candy Lady on my wrist freezer cuz that bitch hard

Candy Lady had the spot beating thru the burglar bars

Ooh, where ya at?

Got the spot beating like Cadillac

Boy we sellin no dill pickle

Boy we selling no Icicle

I’m sipping that syrup like brown liquor

I’m geeked up gotta get back witcha

I’m strapped up nigga gotta get right witcha

I’m racked up bitch I flex in my picture

I was aiming at these niggas shit Big god musta wanted me to miss em

Imma let that bitch go to the late night in the extendo (fah-fah!)

You want me to aim that lil stick out the top or just come out the window?

(GOD)

You want me to jump out the car or just keep on going?

Only god knows (God

knowss)

When they asked me when I want my bags I told em' pronto

Imma sit it right there leave it right there

Got that money airing out like booty hole

Got me fucked up you thinking I’m not popping out

I might fall in the club with the 30 shot

I might make the lil hoe pull the titties out

Turn a regular club to a morgue spot!

Lil shawty just wanna pop it wanna kick with the star (stars)

Say she don’t wanna be sober and she wanna fuck on mars

Im pullin' up with Celine, and a little molly and a little bars

Ain’t trippin' on no money cause my plug is the God

And when it come to bankroll, how it sized?

Extra large

Ain’t tripping about no bitch I go snatch another broad

Candy Lady on my wrist freezer cuz that bitch hard

Candy Lady had the spot beating thru the burglar bars