Eightball (8Ball)

Eightball (8Ball) - Just Like Candy lyrics

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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
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