Candy Store

Are we gonna have a problem?
You got a bone to pick?
You've come so far
Why now are you pulling on my dick?
I'd normally slap your face off
And everyone here could watch
But I'm feeling nice
Here's some advice
Listen up, biatch!

I like! Looking hot, buying stuff they cannot
I like! Drinking hard, maxing Dad's credit card
I like! Skipping gym, scaring her, screwing him
I like! Killer clothes, kicking nerds in the nose!

If you lack the balls
You can go play dolls
Let your mommy fix you a snack

Or you could come smoke
Pound some rum and coke
In my Porsche with the quarterback

Woah! Woah! Woah!

Honey, whatchu waitin' for?
Welcome to my candy store
Time for you to prove
You're not a loser anymore
Then step into my candy store

Guys fall at your feet, pay the check, help you cheat
All you have to do say goodbye to Shamu
That freak' not your friend I can tell in the end
If she had your shot she would leave you to rot!

'Course if you don't care
Fine! Go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on
Woah!
Or forget that creep
And get in my Jeep
Let's go tear up someone's lawn
Woah! Woah! Woah!

Honey, whatchu waiting for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You're not a pussy anymore
Then step into my candy store

You can join the team
Or you can bitch and moan
You can live the dream
Or you can die alone
You can fly with eagles
Or if you prefer
Keep on testing me
And end up like her!

Veronica, look!
Ram invited me to his homecoming party, see?
I told you there was still something there!
This proves he's been thinking about me!

Color me stoked!
I'm so happy!
Woah!

Honey, whatchu waiting for
Shut up, Heather!
Step into my candy store!
Woah, time for you to prove
You're not a lame ass anymore

Then step into my candy store!
It's my candy store
It's my candy
It's my candy store
It's my candy
It's my candy store
It's my candy store!



Credits
Writer(s): Laurence Crawford O'keefe, Kevin Conlin Murphy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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