Trina - Candy Paint lyrics

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Trina - Candy Paint lyrics

[Intro: Slim Thug] Yeah. Slim Thugga (Thugga) My n***a DJ Khaled huh Huh MIA to H-town motherf**ers We ridin' candy [Chorus: Slim Thug] (x2) Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em [Verse 1: Slim Thug] Slim Thugga That candy paint shinin', 5th wheel reclinin' Rollin' on 4s grippin' wood with the diamonds Yella and white in my mouf, got em blindin' If you lookin' fo Thugga I'll tell you where to find him I'm MIA in that MIA f**in' with my n***a Khaled and that Cool and Dre Tryna play it how they play, 24s on the dump Sittin' high in the sky, lookin low at the pump Got a trunk full of beat, and a freak in every seat On my way from freeway to the presidential suite And b you lookin' weak without chrome feet And if you ain' got candy then yo ride ain' complete We 100 cars deep, down on South Beach And I ain' tryna leave till I got 2 a piece At least, that's how the south bossput it down You can find me in ya town, with the cleanest s** around With the [Chorus] (x2) [Verse 2: Trina] Yep A lot of people said that I would not last 'Cuz I'ma Dade County off of 15th ave You remember Mr. Wonderful, that's my dad Kept my toes on marble flo's, swimmin' in cash My mama name 'Nessa, taught me the game 16 ladies rollin with a fly a** chain Use to ride through the city, in hollywood benz God blees the dead, I'ma see you again I was the baddest at the west, I'll take yo man I sneak him into Strawberry's after pack jam Or Miami Nights, at Miami nights We was up all night, till they cut the street lights But now I been crowned as the queen M-I-YAYO home of the triple beam, ya' mean DJ Khaled put it on Diamond Princess, a star is born I'm on my grown, yes [Chorus] (x2) [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] Yea, Yea, Yea What up Khaled Ay, I'm pullin' up in somethin' you should take a picture of Liftin' up the lambo do's, go and give yo chick a hug Paint wetter than the suds in ya kitchen cuz Larger than a dove, and it don't feel like O.J. Simpsons glove Reincarnate Picaso out of the grave And still couldn't compete with the way my ride is sprayed Rims stayin' on the run like a runaway slave The top is chop-chop, like a summer day fade Vallet be slippin' slidin' when they standin' by this caddy My paint wet (yup) watch it do the trick daddy Me and E got fly rides, if you want it then get at me If it fit then I don't want em they suppose to fit barely I made straight As in spanish Khaled they must have forgot though (Khaled:How many cars Koopa?) Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Add another cuatro, I got another drop so I'm buildin' a garage on top of the one I got (oh) Tell the maker of the Chevy that I'm ridin' silly (silly) Turn it up, heavy ba**'ll make it pop a wheelie I know my cheese is at stake but I'm not from Philly Jackers watchin', plottin', so Chamilly went and cop a milly [Chorus] (x2) Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em [Outro: DJ Khaled] DJ Khaled (Khaled) Dade County to Houston connection right here (right here) Slim Thug (Thug) Trina Chamillionaire BD Gunz I see you Fat what up Oh yeah, It's that ride out music You naw mean Yea Listennn!

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