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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Icandy
Künstler:in
J. White Did It
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jayson L. Cornelius
Texte
Shakerria Davis
Komponist:in
Anthony Jermaine White
Komponist:in
Mariah Carey
Komponist:in
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
J. White Did It
Produzent:in
Chris "Kino" Salmeron
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Evan "ELR" LaRay
Mischtechniker:in
Evan LaRay Brunson
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
Yeah
Ayo, 'Candy
Icandy
Woo
You ain't never met a bitch this bad and fine like this (yeah)
When I walk up in this bitch, I'm making all these hoes sick
All this ass up in my jeans, you see a girl getting thick
Turn around and break it down, now watch me walk like this
Right foot, left foot, back it up
Four pants on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Right foot, left foot, back it up
Four pants on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Broke boys waste my time
What a boss nigga, bring freaks outside
Still on top, I'ma show you how to ride (ah)
Couldn't fall off even if I tried
Big old ass, slim waist, thick thighs
Niggas try to play, I'm a hurt his pride
Hard to pick a side when you go left, right
You ain't never met a real bitch, that's why (yeah)
Make it clap like round up applause
Shake that ass to the window, to the wall (to the wall)
Pussy game, making niggas spend it all (spend it)
Pour the money, these niggas all tall
Courtside, I'ma show you how to ball (show you how to ball)
In your love when I play with the balls (uh)
Work for it, make her work for it
I'm a climb on top, hit the billboard ('Candy)
You ain't never met a bitch this bad and fine like this
When I walk up in this bitch, I'm making all these hoes sick
All this ass up in my jeans, just see a girl getting thick
Turn around and break it down, now watch me wall like this (oh yeah)
Right foot, left foot, back it up (yeah)
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up (uh-huh)
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Right foot, left foot, back it up (yeah)
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up (uh-huh)
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
You can't stop my vibe
Killing hoes dead, cause a bitch too loud
Put your brain to the table, bitch, I'm the prize (bitch, I'm the prize)
Trash ass nigga, don't waste my time
Your girl real pretty, don't need no makeup
Ass real fat, so sweet, so cater
They say I'm too much, 'cause they know they can't take her
If you wanna shock them right, gotta chase her (uh)
Make it clap like round up applause (oh)
Shake that ass to the window, to the wall (to the wall)
Pussy game, making niggas spend it all (spend it all)
Pour the money, these niggas all tall (yeah)
Courtside, I'm a show you how to ball (show you how to ball)
And you love when I play with the balls (uh)
Work for it, make her work for it (oh)
I'm a climb on top, hit the billboard ('Candy)
You ain't never met a bitch this bad and fine like this
When I walk up in this bitch, I'm making all these hoes sick
All this ass up in my jeans, just see your girl getting thick
Turn around and break it down, now watch me roll like this
Right foot, left foot, back it up (yeah)
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up (uh-huh)
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Right foot, left foot, back it up (yeah)
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up (uh-huh)
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Right foot, left foot, back it up
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Right foot, left foot, back it up
Both hands on your knees when you back it up
Real bitches outside, acting up
How these niggas get left? Pack it up
Writer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Manuel Lonnie Seal, Mariah Carey, Anthony Germaine White, Shakerria Davis, Donaldson Cenatus, Jayson L. Corneliu
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