D4l - Laffy Taffy (explicit) lyrics

That laffy taffy (candy girl) Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy I'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 s** me for a long time Oh my god Girl, this ain't no dance floor This a candy store And I'm really geeked up And I got more dro I pop, I roll It's soft, I know It's the summertime But your laffy taffy got me froze, oh Get loose, oh Get low, oh Don't be shy Ho, I'm Fabo, oh I know you wanna ride You a star and it shows What's happening? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy Come on trick, come on 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 ol' a** you shakin' b**h Close your mouth and don't say sh** Bend on over and hit a split Work that pole and work it well Stacks on deck, your ankles swell Girl, let me touch ya I will never tell Security guard don't scare nobody Damn right I touched that ho All the money just hit the floor D4L, I'm ready to go Ho can't even shake no more They tired out, let's ride out b**h you wanna go, then she can go She get in my car, I ain't playin no more Start movin' on my Fabo b**h, she probably already know Let me see that laffy taffy (Dun dun dunt) Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy Say baby girl A-what you gon' do I got a hundred ones I wanna poor on you Just keep that a** shakin' And I keep tippin' you While I sit back like a playa And sip that Grey Goose Feelin' all loose 'Cause girl you're on your job You got my dick hard The way you touch them toes Workin' them micros On da stilettos You made it skeet skeet skeet Like a water hose (candy gurl) Got me goin' in my pocket Pullin' out more dough Let the waitress know I need to order 500 more You besta believe, later on we headed to the mo So go on and pack them bags And let's mothaf**in' go I'm waitin on your fine a** At da front door, girl you don't know I'mma toss the laffy taffy (what) Toss it, flip it and slap it (what) Bust a couple of nuts And get right back at it Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Girl, shake that laffy taffy That laffy taffy Shake that laffy taffy (candy girl) That laffy taffy