Sam Kingston - We Have Candy lyrics

[Intro: Yolandi & (Ninja)] Come to the dark side, we have candy (Yes but do you have coffee?) Sure we have coffee, how do you take it? (Black, like my soul) [Chorus] He likes his coffee black like his soul He drinks it scorching hot like a f**ing psycho He like coffee a lot And he like his coffee now Fifty cups of coffee and you know it's on [Verse 1: Yolandi & (Ninja)] (Bang, mother - f**er! Bang!) Ja! Jy's n fokken mal gat! (Dumbf**s can't even handle my slang) Kick you in the mother f**in poes make you blackout (Celebrity f** boy rappers can't hang) Ja! Met n vinger in jou hol in! (Step the f** back you whack motherf**er) Like Kanye Kardashian, yo I like rats and coffee and weed and sing whatever the f** I want to the beat (And I like Yachts and money and speed and drivin' like a poes down the motherf**in' street and all I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom) Ba** pump in the trunk boom boom boom (Pitch-black windows) You wanna see me but you can't Sippin' on champange (Puffin' on a blunt) [Spoken Interlude: Yolandi & (Ninja)] So, how do you feel now that you have your new dark powers? (Aah, feel pretty good, not eh, not scared at all, that just feel kind of, I feel kind of invincible) [Verse 2: Yolandi & (Ninja)] (I non-stop motherf**er I'm too ill to chill) Too dope to cope (Too lit to quit) You f** with peanut bu*ter and jelly She talks sh** My foot kicks your a** (My fists split your lip) My mommy she shut me up with duct tape Now I get paid for talking all day (f** [?]) Aw f**s sakes, who ate my last cupcake? (I love coffee but not a f**, when I drink Starbucks, cause Starbucks s**s) Yaa, daai sh** doos is kak (Oh man, I'm makin' so much motherf**in' money It's making my brain go funny) Fok it, i can't think, I need more coffee (No more milk or sugar because) [Chorus] He likes his coffee black like his soul He drinks it scorching hot like a f**ing psycho He like coffee a lot And he like his coffee now Fifty cups of coffee and you know it's on [Spoken Interlude: Yolandi] But sometimes I get sad and I cut myself... A piece of cake (Yeah) Yo cuz, I get the mother f**in' munchiessssssss Oh mother f**er I need some one to eattttttttttttt Flesh so yummy, bones so nice and crunchyyyyyyyy Hehehe I dare you to f** with meeeee Aah, aren't you just such a cute little lollipop? *pop* Triple dipped in psycho