candy red

lil' keke

ok

understand me not you but me

this is another s.u.c. classic

dedicated to all the fallen soldiers

and all the real slab riders of the south mayn

holla back

know i'm candy red

i'm on the scene

but jump in

sipping codeine

boys know

i'm candy red i'm on the scene

but jump in

sipping codeine

know i'm candy red

i'm on the scene

but jump in

sipping codeine

know i'm candy red

know i'm candy red

sipping codeine

sipping codeine

apple red brandy wine

california dream boat

it's super nice i sprayed it twice

i swear i got a mean coat

pull up on the scene hot

can't forget my cream top

i'm down in houston texas

where them gangstas live they dreams out

s.u.c. another year

drinking like it's screw in here

we tipping broads and sipping oil

i'm trying to make myself clear

boys gotta see me

on the scene

they say that young don

keep that motherfucker clean

i'm out here like a king

candy on the car

we on them double cups

and drinking green labeled bar

that bloody blunt that sticky one

they taught me how to hold

i tear the lane and do my thang

that young nigga cold don ke

boys don't know

they shouldn't of never let the hog loose

fo' do' panorama

stretched out the porsche coupe

red turn heads

but i come through in that black thang

lincoln on porillas

they thinking i'm fat pat mayn

body rock the k

and bounce and turn through the tre

having it my way

i ball sunny or grey

live out the pen

still running them jiggas

eight dollars a coozer

still they drank nigga

three summers later

only question where the paper

they talking bout a dropper

javier owe me a favor

peel back the wig

on that old school monster

cardier aviators

balling since a youngster

tapping on that ipad

yapping on that iphone

cup full of big moe

kush got my mind gone

yeah

i say that kush got my mind blown

hand the game over

cause the motherfucking hog home

candy red top cracked

45 cocked back

that lean giving niggaz the bidness

bitch i'm about that

hating y'all could stop that

i'm cleaner than a motherfucker

crawling up the strip

fifth leaning like a motherfucker

ay

hell yeah i brought my swag with me

bank roll bad bitch

in the jag with me

head turner

when you see me in the street

pulling up in some'ing exotic

with sneakers on the seat

swell it up

sew the wall i hit em

smash the petal to the flo'

watch this motherfucker get em

i pull up on the scene

now the whip looking mean

skinny waxed it i'm in traffic

got the whip looking clean yeah

Full Lyrics: candy red - lil' keke