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candy - yung drops lyrics

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[part 1]

[intro: lil uzi vert]
like i should be slapping your frail ass
stand up
skinny ass, b*tch ass n*gga sit down
f*ck is wrong with you (yah)
god*mn f*cking up relationships with, godd*mn
other motherf*ckers that i f*ck with, you b*tch ass n*gga

[pre*chorus: mr drops]
girl you know i’m higher than like you could ever be
i wanna try but she wavy on that pcp
i’m right at bottom just like titanic in the sea
she made it awkward and now it’s getting third degree

[hook: mr drops]
she’s getting handy
calabasas b*tch like candy
imma 808 ’till she hit the streets
she middle*east must be vietnamese
curry offseason, i hit the three’s
i don’t bless them, i let them sneeze

[verse 1: yung jezza]
foreign, she wanna leave
colours of different currencies
you got so high, didn’t wanna land
shawty had to just come back to me
how i stay on the ground, it’s hard to believe
she wanna take time, got plenty on me
22k, get you whacked for free
i wouldn’t have done it without the broski
i’m too high up for you to ghost me
get it right, she so tight
side to side but we can’t decide

[verse 2: yung jezza]
same girls, new hoes
ask me about, like who knows
icy love got too cold
money in the grave, bout ten toes down
been sweet, but i still got the taste on my tongue, wow
i’ve been up for a while now
took one, yea, she not the same now

[verse 3: mr drops]
bought her whip and she loving the paint now
starburst really k!lling the pain now
shawty look good off cameras but i gotta move her in the frame now
i don’t need n0body to be at the top
pull up at the back, got liftoff
got curtains in my rolls royce, all i’m missing is the big stars

[pre chorus: yung jezza]
girl you know i’m higher than like you could ever be
i wanna try but she wavy on that pcp
i’m right at bottom just like titanic in the sea
she made it awkward and now it’s getting hard to breathe

[hook: mr drops]
she’s getting handy
calabasas b*tch like candy
imma 808 ’till she hit the streets
she middle*east must be vietnamese
curry offseason, i hit the three’s
i don’t bless them, i let them sneeze

[part 2]

[verse 1: mr drops, yung jezza]
blow my brain (blow my brain)
shawty goin’ blow my brain (yah)
from that night, she don’t feel the same yea (feel the same)
oh my god, what, come in and feel my pain (feel my)
shawty like candy paint, while we smoking on candy jane

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