Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Daniel Thomas, Teddy Riley, Tarvares Webster, Algenon Franklin, Keith Sweat
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DirtyCandyman Lyrics:
I'm comin' hard with this killa game
An' I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke
Young shawty, it's a pimp in the air
An' 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 an' 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 everytime 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 sleeve
I'm killin' 'em softly everytime I get 'em down on they knees
I know you want these N U T's
'Cause I do a lotta shows an' you think I got plenty cash
Saw [Incomprehensible] girls in the past
So I'm only chillin' with pretty chickens
That quick to keep a [Incomprehensible]
Now 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 [Incomprehensible]
I cut 'em up an' let 'em up when I'm gone
Candyman
I wanna be your Candyman
I wanna be your Candyman
I wanna be your Candyman
Now it ain't nothin' but the freak in me
To spit this game an' make yo' broad wanna sleep with me
See, I know you wanna creep with me
I got a fifth of that Hennessy
An' some killa that'll weaken yo' knees
Dirty Skeez, won't you freeze at ease an' drop to the beat?
Or better yet won't you lay on yo' back?
But you need to stop teasin' me
By squeezin' me an' just let my finger get to workin' with that
You know the game that I'm kickin' is phat
I met you last night an' 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 whore, 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
An' plus a lil' some for yo' throat
An' 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 whore 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
I wanna be your Candyman
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' an' sneakin' up in yo' house when yo' man leave home
But this gator head on bone
You makin' it worse because you babblin' all about yo' thong
Boostin' me up on the phone
To come on in an' creep what I can
An' then I dash on
I got yo' mind, it's so blown, you know that it's gone
I bend you over head first 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'll know
We finna make the flicks tricks
So get on yo' knees
We gon' call it 'Strip Deep Throat 4'
An' to all the whores that don't know
You need to stop teasin'
An' 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
I wanna be your Candyman
I wanna be your Candyman
I wanna be your Candyman
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
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