[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys, out here faking Knowing that ain't true-oooh Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys out here faking I'll keep it true-oooh
[Big Moe] It's Big Moe, I'm back again Niggaz in the hood, like where you been I try to do my thug thang, keep a level head and maintain I've been going through some stuff Boy Big Moe, done had it rough But I gotta keep my head up, even though a nigga gets fed up Boys talking down, say I always slip Big dude coming through, knocking down your freak And I gotta get my life right So much jealousy and envy in my eyesight
[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys, out here faking Knowing that ain't true-oooh
[Noke D] Now when a playa in the limelight, niggaz don't act right Mad cause you trying to get your stacks tight Here come the rumors, hey them niggaz gone bank brah And that really ain't purple stuff, they sipping in the cup Man them niggaz really ain't, really trying to make no do' Cause they spend all they time, sleeping in the studio On the reezy Noke Deezy, fin to square it all off 'Fore I haul off, slap a bitch nigga in the mouth Need to put some deuce in it We worldwide independent, evicting all tenants When we drop shit y'all, panicking Cause you live the lifestyle, of a mannequin Gotta plan to win, all the way to the top Like Spre's at the light, nigga we won't stop It's all good, gon remain understood And we still roll candy, roll through the hood ha
[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys out here faking I'll keep it true-oooh
[Killa Milla] Picture a 600 Benz, candy red with blue lens Top down dance around, chrome two foot rims Fill my cup up to the brim, live lavage and love it Throw my rings to the sky, no headliners above it My words are real niggaz trust it, and turn to gold if I touch you Leave me in a Benz, or stay behind in a bucket Take my time and don't rush it, break a law with the public In order to reach all your goals, you have to stick to the subject We sure the whole world love it, bootleggers gon dub it All real niggaz club it, and God is above it Killa Milla won't stop it, until the first c.d. dropping Signing off with this advice, make sure that you cop it, for real
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[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys, out here faking Knowing that ain't true-oooh Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys out here faking I'll keep it true-oooh
[Big Moe] It's Big Moe, I'm back again Niggaz in the hood, like where you been I try to do my thug thang, keep a level head and maintain I've been going through some stuff Boy Big Moe, done had it rough But I gotta keep my head up, even though a nigga gets fed up Boys talking down, say I always slip Big dude coming through, knocking down your freak And I gotta get my life right So much jealousy and envy in my eyesight
[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys, out here faking Knowing that ain't true-oooh
[Noke D] Now when a playa in the limelight, niggaz don't act right Mad cause you trying to get your stacks tight Here come the rumors, hey them niggaz gone bank brah And that really ain't purple stuff, they sipping in the cup Man them niggaz really ain't, really trying to make no do' Cause they spend all they time, sleeping in the studio On the reezy Noke Deezy, fin to square it all off 'Fore I haul off, slap a bitch nigga in the mouth Need to put some deuce in it We worldwide independent, evicting all tenants When we drop shit y'all, panicking Cause you live the lifestyle, of a mannequin Gotta plan to win, all the way to the top Like Spre's at the light, nigga we won't stop It's all good, gon remain understood And we still roll candy, roll through the hood ha
[Hook] Roll candy red, candy red turns heads Banging my Screw, baby While these boys out here faking I'll keep it true-oooh
[Killa Milla] Picture a 600 Benz, candy red with blue lens Top down dance around, chrome two foot rims Fill my cup up to the brim, live lavage and love it Throw my rings to the sky, no headliners above it My words are real niggaz trust it, and turn to gold if I touch you Leave me in a Benz, or stay behind in a bucket Take my time and don't rush it, break a law with the public In order to reach all your goals, you have to stick to the subject We sure the whole world love it, bootleggers gon dub it All real niggaz club it, and God is above it Killa Milla won't stop it, until the first c.d. dropping Signing off with this advice, make sure that you cop it, for real
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