Bubblegum & Taffy (Freestyle) Brooke Candy
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Aight, hold up
Brooke Candy, bubblegum and taffy
Get some of this and you gon' be happy
Uh, you smilin', you smilin'
‘Cause I stay styling
Two bitches deep and you know that we be whiling
Crazy, baby, that’s how God made me
Throw them pussy, makes me money
Scissor sister rhymes like a twister
Freaky Prince$$, know that bitch ‘cause I fist her
Fresh to death like I hopped up out the casket
Smoking on purp, boy, you know you better pass it
Married to the mob on my mafia shit
I don't like your shoe game, you should be wearing cement
At the bottom of the ocean
I be mixing up a potion
Got that Scarface pussy
Makes you cop it in my lotion
Brooke Candy, bubblegum and taffy
Get some of this and you gon' be happy
Uh, you smilin', you smilin'
‘Cause I stay styling
Two bitches deep and you know that we be whiling
Crazy, baby, that’s how God made me
Throw them pussy, makes me money
Scissor sister rhymes like a twister
Freaky Prince$$, know that bitch ‘cause I fist her
Fresh to death like I hopped up out the casket
Smoking on purp, boy, you know you better pass it
Married to the mob on my mafia shit
I don't like your shoe game, you should be wearing cement
At the bottom of the ocean
I be mixing up a potion
Got that Scarface pussy
Makes you cop it in my lotion
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