it creeps down your spine. velvet green. a kiss at dawn is mystery you think it's showing bittersweet candy candy. give it to me. i want it bittersweet candy candy
Übersetzung: Medizin. Candy.
shit yo, enough said When Rafiki drew Simba got it tatted on my leg Way before I knew what an e pill was I used to eat mad candy just to catch a little
back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
: [Intro: Warcloud] Lucky charms... When it rains the flowers drip candy To attack and spit ground... [Chorus x2: Warcloud] Hot apple pie, a scoop of
is gonna... [Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard] This is dedicated to all you bitches Knew this bitch named Traj, she had a hella fine ass Candy-ass, blew
' back to a has-been Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I
beam Life a game of chess, and im headed for your queen Now my stomach and my thighs Wat a head is in between (ew) And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine
it's free as air Like plants the medicine is everywhere Love, love, love We crave it so badly Makes you want to laugh out loud When you receive it and gobble it like candy
or feel our flow Ever talked our slang never walked our roads All they know is these niggaz is tainted Don't know about [Incomprehensible] that candy
getting back to a has-been yeah, I said it, has-been hang it up, flatscreen, haha, plasma hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
get her some help Mary Kay Letourneau sending me letters from jail Every day in journals saying how She wanted to smother me in lettuce and mayo I'm the medicine man My medical
Texas I pop open my cargo hatch And let'em see the payload Me I'm shinin like a constellation cause I stay thoed I'm the big dipper, just a candy paint
The car so smoked out this shit is about to blind me Gotta crack the window and let loose the smog While I'm bendin corners in my candy painted hog This
, ???? tryin to down us, I don't want that nigga Vell up around us.. You the Holy Temple bandit, nigga I'm a killa on candy, Tecca Nina Ima be the
sky mine (There'll be food on the table tonight) Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine (There'll be pay in your pocket tonight) The candy store
i'm nobody's hippie and the best medicine is back on track with his taco bell girlfriend maybe i'll listen to back in black again and write more letters
now nothing seems to matter Traded in my silver platter For an empty plastic tray There was nothing left worth waiting for The kids burned down the candy
