Candy Sir Mix-a-Lot

[Chorus]
Candy, candy, candy
For those who lack the mouthpiece gotta use that
Candy, candy, candy
To keep that kitty on a leash gotta use that
Candy, candy, candy
To play the pimp a new trick gotta use that
Candy, candy, candy
To get one of them hot chicks

[Verse 1]
Y'all get dough cause donkey be fat
You break 'em with cats, pretend to hate macks
Straight fat, you lack a contract
Purse full of hats but you know I ain't mad at 'er
Talk bad at 'er when you wanna have at 'er
A bad actor, quick to holla at ya, shake a collar at ya
Big dollar catcher, Mix-a-Lot game snatcha
So what's baby doin' with this geek?
And how did this girl get a new Jeep?
It's the price of fame for the square, man
If you pay a girl off she'll hang, they don't complain
His geek friends is impressed
With the bump in the black dress
Baby like candy and sqaures wanna play
And if they pay she'll stay, maybe