WE WANT CANDY (feat. The Black Goat)

Who is it?
Some guy
Well open the fucking door
Helloo
Come to the dark side, we have candy
Yes, but do you have coffee?
Unintelligible Whispers
Sure, we have coffee
Uhm, how do you take it?
Black, like my soul

He likes his coffee black like his soul
He drinks it scorching hot like a fucking psycho
He like coffee a lot and he like his coffee (now!)
Fifty cups of coffee and we're (Unintelligeble)

Burn Motherfucker, burn!
Ja! Jy's n fokken malgat (Translation: Yeah! He's a crazy-ass)
Dumb fucks can't have a hint in my slam
Skiet jou in jou moeder-fokken-poes want jy praat kak! (Translation: shoot you in your motherfucking cunt coz you talk shit!)
Celebrity fok-boy rappers can't hear
Ja! Met n vinger in jou hol in (Translation: Yeah! With a finger in your ass)
Step the fuck back, you're whack, Motherfucker!
Like Kanye Kardashian
Yo I like rats and coffee and weed
And sing with a bit of fuckin want you to be
And I like cabs (???) and money and speed
And driving like a poes down the motherfucking street
And I'ma one them dudes zoom zoom zoom
Face pump in the trunk, boom boom boom!
Pitch black, we know
You wanna see me but you can't
Sipping on champagne
(Unintelligible)

So, how do you feel now that you have your new dark powers?
Uh... I feel pretty good
Not ah... not scared at all
I just feel kind of, I feel kind of invincible

I'm non-stop motherfucker!
I'm too ill to chill
Too dope to cope
Too lit to quit!
You fokken peanutbutter and jellies
You talk shit
My foot kicks your ass
My fist splits your lip
My mommies shut me up with duct tape
Now I can't pay for talking all day
(money and the weed)
Fucking can't wait
Aw fuck sakes who ate my last cupcake?!
I love coffee but not a fuck will I drink Starbucks
Coz Starbucks sucks!
Ja! Daai shit proe soos kak! Ek kannie! (Yeah that shit tastes like shit! I can't!)
Oh man I'm making so much motherfucking money
It's making my brain go funny
Fokkit I can't take any more coffee
Get in fokken let's go full retard
No motherfucking milk or sugar because...

He likes his coffee black like his soul
He drinks it scorching hot like a fucking psycho
He like coffee a lot and he like his coffee (now!)
Fifty cups of coffee and we're (unintelligible)

But sometimes I get sad and I cut myself
A piece of cake (yeah!)
Joke coz I get them motherfucking munchies
Oh, motherfuck I need someone to eat
Feel (??) so yummy, bun so nice and crunchy
Hehehehe I dare you to fuck with me

Aaw, now aren't you just a cute lollipop?
Triple dipped in psycho?



Credits
Writer(s): Larry E. Muggerud, Anri Du Toit, Watkin Tudor Jones
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