That laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Girl, shake dat laffy taffy
That laffy taffyShake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Girl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffyThat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
That laffy taffyI'm lookin' for Mrs. Bubble Gum, I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna dun dun dunt, oh, 'cause you so thick
Girls call me Jolly Rancher 'cause I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(Oh my God!)Girl, this ain't no dance flo', this a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up and I got mo' dro'
I wop, I roll, it's all I do, it's the summer time
But, yo laffy taffy got me coldGon' get loose, gon' get low
Don't be shy, hoe, I'm Faybo
I know you wanna ride, you a star and it shows
(Well tell 'em, damn whassup, whassup let's go, let's go, let's go)Girl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffyGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
That laffy taffyGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffyGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
That laffy taffyC'mon trick, c'mon trick, here go Mr. Chocolate
I like the way you break it down, waddle, stop you watchin' me
Laffy taffy, I'm likin' this, big ole ass, you shakin' bitch
Close yo mouth and don't say shit, bend on ova and hit a splitWork that pole and work it well, stacks on deck, yo ankles swell
Girl, lemme touch ya, I will neva tell
Security guard don't scare nobody
Damn right, I touched that hoeAll the money just hit the flo'
D4L I'm ready to go
Hoe can't even shake no mo'
They tired out, let's ride outBitch, you wanna go, then she can go
She get in my car, I ain't playin' no mo'
Start movin' on my Faybo
Bitch, she probably already know
Lemme see that laffy taffy
(Dun dun dunt)Girl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffyGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
That laffy taffySay baby girl, ay what you gon' do
I got a hundred ones, I wanna po' on you
Just keep that ass shakin' and I keep tippin' you
While I sit back like a playaAnd sip that gray goose, feelin' all loose
'Cause girl you on yo job, you got my dick hard
The way you touch them toes
Workin' them micros on the stilletosYou made it skeet skeet skeet
Like a water hose
(Candy girl)
Got me goin' in my pocket pullin' out mo' doughLet the waitress know I need to order, five hundred mo'
You best believe later on we headed to the mo'
So gone and pack them bags and let's motherfuckin' go
I'm waitin' on yo fine ass at the front do'Girl, you don't know
I'ma toss the laffy taffy
Toss it, flip it, and slap it
Bust a couple of nuts and get right back at itGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffyGirl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
That laffy taffy
Songwriters
Adrian Bernard Parks;Maurice Starr;Jr. Sims;Smith Broderick Thompson;Lefabian Williams;Michael Jonzun;Dennis Ramon Butler;Cory WayPublished by
STONEY MAN MUSIC;MAURICE STARR MUSIC;ARTIST PUBLISHING GROUP;BOSTON INTERNATIONAL MUSIC, INC.;BLACK EYE B MUSIC;PERRY HOMES MUSIC PUBLISHING Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.