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  • Текст песни Eightball & MJG - Just Like Candy



    (Chorus)
    Just like candy (candy)
    Just like candy
    Its the same feeling (looks good to me)

    [MJG]
    I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop
    top Stang, leanin to the left, gold dadens on them thang
    I'm the MJG, pimp tight
    put it to the floor, 5-0 swang a right
    in a pina, butta, guts is a must
    drivin in the shop, take a mile, grab em up
    paint a ten clear coats, to make it shine
    make me circle through the neighborhood 55 times
    with my gas tank full, drank a boor
    fall up in the park after dark try to pull
    me a young, stout woman, sumpin pretty
    nice round hills, with them wear shaped titties
    as the sun goes down, I'm gettin dirty
    fall up and press a word get cleaned in a hurry
    in my 77 Chevy, ass tight
    pull off cuttin rubber, disappearin in the night

    (Chorus)
    Just like candy (candy)
    Just like candy
    Its the same feeling (looks good to me)

    [Eightball]
    10 o'clock in the morning, his A got up
    Chief and Haywood some Kool-Aid in my favorite cup
    comb my hair, get my grill right so I can feel tight
    havin starch in my jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes
    as I strike, out the door, to my superb
    parked by the curb, candy coated bird
    the sun got my candy lookin good enough to eat
    you can tell by the way the girls act across the street
    hit the horn, but no stallin, keep ballin
    4 o'clock sunday, I gotta hit the mall and
    fall in full of them green trees
    hurry up so I can catch Martin Luther King
    fools all in the way with that econo-spray
    need to take a few classes, learn about Manassas
    pressure got me beamed, I'm talkin on the phone
    tellin Penny thats the way to do it, baby represent ya home

    (Chorus)
    Just like candy (candy)
    Just like candy (It takes over me)
    Its the same feeling (looks good to me)

    [MJG]
    Mechanical to pain will bring flavors to your mind
    and in the summertime we got the whole block blind
    some busta in a primed out Pinto poppin game
    lying sayin he goin get the same thang
    if you ain't ridin wood, and leather, your ride ain't hittin
    a plane dash for a crush, forever got you itchin
    99.95, 30 day paint jobs
    got niggaz ridin round lookin like a junk yard
    you need to pull a check, wheeler check, wheeler check
    stack up on your grip, get your shit sprayed wet
    see most of these new paint jobs they dont do
    but if it ain't candy then the job ain't true

    [Eightball]
    Its reserved for them ballaz, who make that cheese
    it ain't candy if it didn't cost a couple of G's
    on your Jeep, your truck, your Chevy or your Lexus
    5th wheel on the grill like them playaz do in Texas
    my folks gettin sideways in Vallejo
    ballaz in Memphis slammin shut the Cadillac doors
    full of ink so blinked I could fly
    to a world where you have to roll candy or you die
    descending, my mind goes back into reality
    to some, having candy paint is just a fantasy
    custom leather everywhere you look is woodgrain
    big Ball tellin you its all about the candy mane

    (Chorus) x5
    Just like candy (candy)
    Just like candy
    Its the same feeling (looks good to me)