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 - Композиторы:
 - Stevens
 - Earl T / Butler
 - Ishmael R. / Broadus
 - Calvin / Irving
 - Craig L. / Vieira
 - Mary Ann / Thomas
 - Ricardo / Spillman
 - Keiwan / Burns
 - Marcus / Brown
 - Ricardo / Arnaud
 - Delmar / Jenkins
 - Thomas Michael / Blackmon
 - Larry Ernest
 
- Жанры:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Теги:
 - dirty south
 - driving
 - neo soul
 
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UGK - Текст песни Candy
Now my candy is so fresh, so clean
 I break them boys off when I pull up on the scene
 In my candy with ten coats sprayed tight
 And that North side royal blue is settin' off the white
 On my candy, sho' ain't the average paint
 You go to Ike tryin' to buy it he gon' tell ya, ya can't
 Have my candy, it's like a one of a kind
 And you might have a painted slab but it ain't pretty as mine
 'Cause my candy, worth mo' than money can buy
 Brought it to Funkmaster Flex and seen a grown man cry
 For my candy, sittin' on nuttin' but glass
 Stoppin' traffic on the freeway when I fly past
 In my candy, got no competition on the street
 You can win a Dub car show and still can't compete
 With my candy, 'cause it's the sweetest on the block
 And I'm trill, workin' the wheel, that's why they all jockin' my candy
 Candy, painted
 (Break the boys on the ave 'cause the slab's so tight)
 Drop top, El Do', ride
 (Break the boys on the ave 'cause the slab's so tight)
 Now my candy, is sittin' tall on them Vogues
 It's like an alarm clock, wakin' up all the hoes
 My candy, is wetter than high tide
 And it's lookin' like I just had a blizzard inside
 Of my candy, got mo' wood in it than a forest
 One look'll get you hooked like a motherfuckin' chorus
 My candy, drips an unerasable stain
 It's real magic, not like that motherfucker David Blaine
 My candy, it got the woman on the frontUGK - Candy - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ugk/candy-lyrics.html
 And a PhD in showin' niggaz how to stunt
 My candy, it got the fifth up on the back
 And it'll swang through your hood like it don't know how to act
 My candy, the 8th wonder of the world
 Like floatin' downstream when you're starin' at the swirls
 My candy, ridin' real trill, stayin' true
 And it's a legend in H-Town like DJ Screw my candy
 Yes my candy is so sweet
 Fadin' niggaz on these streets
 People watch as I ride by
 In my candy I'm gon' shine
 Now my candy is so smooth, so laid
 And these boys can't comprehend how the paint got sprayed
 My candy, makin' people stop drop and stare
 Pull out any car you want to but it won't compare
 To my candy, it's like a four wheel mirage
 That's too pretty to park in a motherfuckin' garage
 My candy, it's like a part of the fam'
 So lose my friends or my ends, I wouldn't give a damn
 But my candy is an extension of me
 So when you lookin' at my car you lookin at Bun B
 It's my candy, player, throwed, fly
 And you can't fuck with it no matter how hard you try
 My candy, the other level of the game
 If you ask me again, bitch I'ma tell you the same
 It's my candy, yeah nigga mines not your
 Long as I got syrup to sip and Swishers to burn in my candy
 Break the boys on the ave 'cause the slab's so tight
 Break the boys on the ave 'cause the slab's so tight













