Lyrics Candy Lady - Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane

(Wassup Flocka, wassup Juice, Joey, Wooh, Frenchie, man we got so much money we don't know what to do with man, wipe my ass with a hundred, boogars on my money, blow my nose with da money, it's gucci, it's da burr, burr, burrprint 3, geetin kinda cold in here, iced out, drinkin a cold soda, chillin in da a.c., hoppin out da igloo, in Austria East Atlanta)

[OJ Da Juiceman

See she da type of girl that a nigga like, and she jump off she'll help a nigga fight, she more than a lover she more like a sister, I brought her a bag she buy me a pistol, it's early in the morning she water-whippin and u call that I call it home cooking, see that's my old lady she drive me crazy but the homies in the hood call her the candylady

[Waka Flocka Flame

See she da type of girl that a nigga like and she jump off she'll help a nigga fight she more than a lover she more like a sister I brought her a bag she buy me a pistol it's early in the morning she water-whippin and u call that I call it homecooking see that's my old lady she drive me crazy but da homies in da hood call her da candy lady

[Wooh Da Kid