Testi:
Face Candy

One too many times i fell over you once in a shadow i finally grew and once in a night i dreamed you were there i cancelled my flight from going nowhere

headrest Flossing in my S-S, like skipper on the minnow T.V. station on Jay Leno, as I freak this flowing bimbo Wearing Fassachi on my face, protecting

your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you boo from way over there [Chorus] [Verse 2] Face

want a rolls-royce, but your boy stay broke But I got my own phantom, yeah the Holy Ghost It's in a 6-foot frame, with a chocolate candy paint On the

get him out The boy blue with Slim Thugger, and my I'm 50-Feezie My hustlers and my thugsters, holla back breathe easy [Hook] [Chamillionaire] My candy

hit you up, I'll make a crime scene perfect Niggas talk about me all the time behind my back They don't talk about me in my face because I'm strapped

the north so you love hip- hop And im straight up out the south so imma bout that drop But lets get real for a minute baby look at my face And tell me

lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down [Verse 1: Thorough] He's got his head tilted back on his face is a frown Who's that nigga

alarm, and when the first arm's found we observe the art. Like a belly-acher won't kick face to the curb, rather kick when the face already raped by the