(Chorus) Just like candy (candy) Just like candy Its the same feeling (looks good to me) [MJG] I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop top Stang, leanin
and the future is today 'Cause tomorrow that shit never come I worry 'bout today and this urban decay I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop?
a bitch mouth is the best sex But less talk, you ain't got no heart in your left breast Go head, get your beef on, I'll let my wolves get they eat on
she once killed a dude, look at her stomach now, its gettin' bigger, bigger all night!!! chorus she would eat chicken and cookies and some foods that weren't cooked yet, she'd eat
Just chat dem wid yuh fren gal an giggle Cause a yuh have the upper hand right yah now Gal yuh never gaggle Yuh never gaggle suh him caan tell himfren nutten A him flop
: "Stop!" E: "Flop!" B: "No!" E: "Flow!" B: "Mmmmmmm....Hippopotamus! E: "Ahhhhh...rhipototopus!" B: "Egh! Alright, alright! I give up!" E: "Eat
Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite rapper dies, to me thats my spot I'll celebrate his burial and eat at Haha (yeah)
name You're so right but overnight You're the one who has to take the blame Everyone just gets on top of you The pain begins to eat your pride You can
-dropping artists cause he knows his album bout to drop You know he's gonna start trying to diss because he knows he's gonna flop F Chamillionaire, Tha
do trigonometry Humbly, eat up a n**** like a paranah B Ridin' in the cuttlass same color as a bumble bee I had to man I brought the flip flop jag through
Pretty please with the sugar on top Hey babe, won't you do the flop? Bebop boy, see J, sea bring Twenty thousand years in sing sing I said my, my, my,
the hutch I spit this verse for unique two, five and dutch Reminiscing when I got the name Rock Round the same time Hef still lived on my block The game flipped flopped
brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart! I wanna eat
come again, fi, oh God, dem again Nah flip dem a flop dem a chit dem a chat But a mi dem caan flop man a lyrical dat Dem a yip dem a yap dem a hip dem
where the hip-hop is Radio lyin' then, that ain't where hip-hop live It lives in the streets, we eat to live they livin' to eat I'm fed up, that nigga
it down on that gulf bank but now i reside on that south beach And im hustlin on the grind 72 Hours straight No time to eat or sleep im slangin' licks
' that's good and hot you can see 'em on the griddle just eat a hamburger it'll hit the spot makes you wanna do the boogie goin' flippety flop to the
I'm stuck between platinum and flop, underground and mainstream Conscious, backpack, scratch that, same thing I'm somewhere between the real and the fakeness