Candy Coated

[breathing] Shawnna, TrackBoyz, Def Jam You know I keep it Dickie down get it to my toe And when you see me reachin fa that itchy hit da flo' It me and all my girls and they got us at the door That queen kickin in do this nigga really know We push 'em to da side and we make it through the club They try to show me love, erebody want a hug And now they tryin to hit me wit the bottles of the bub But I be rollin sticky shawty hit me wit da dub And now I got my hands up feelin real tight We pourin out the Cognac buckin where the light The dj shout me out and now they want me on the mic Before I hit the stage I see some niggas finna fight And now they on they monkey bone missin in my flow But yo I know you heard about the niggas from the go Roll up anotha B I see 'em slick its on the low Here come security they tryin to kick us out the door. Oh [Chorus] Tryin to find out where the party at Got a couple of them stacks finna mix it wit the Co-ni-ac Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute I'm at the club where the V.I.P Stupid niggas at the door tryin to say they wanna see I.D Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute I'm big balla but I don't drink champagne White mink to da flo' color cocaine Gator boots and the belt wit the low frame Candy coated Monte Carlo wit the upgrain Weight a minute now they wanna see a bitch ball I'm iced out from my tittie to my tip toe We at the bar finna but the whole thang out And if somebody wanna start we can bang out I let my chain swang down to my waistline I won't dance we just move to the base line Tell a nigga wait a minute fo i take mine