4 deep Thats how we late night creep See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on And at the side shows cars got it going on With that candy paint
rollin solo im creepin on the low low creepin on the low low creepin on the low low i be rollin, i be rollin solo im creepin on the low creepin on the
the Candyman, so you know I got some sweet for them lips I wanna be Candyman I wanna be your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman Lay down on
nigga that catch these hoes When I'm on my feet No candy paint to make 'em speak Don't need no gold ones to make 'em creep Don't know how to catch
it cuz this love be the bomb It came down on me like a rain storm, Glissens and dances Drippin like dew drops from silver saxs Hollywood player, sweet ear candy
them red and blue lights come on? Now, what you know about thuggin', hanging on street corners? We watch your every move fittin' to creep up on you Now
I won't move slow I'm at your house around midnight, don't fall asleep It'll just be me, me, me on a late night creep I'ma show you things that you
to the grace Of fifty billion Smoke in the mouth, stick in a candy apple So luminous skinned but the face is awful Some cloud unknown This pinkness creeping
pills My foots alone could make ya groan and even give ya neck chills I call Paul hit up Juice and now we on the Jazzy T I got my heat in case they creep
subtract the top I'm pimpin' hard in the parkin' lot Screens fall when I lean in the truck Candy paint, fo' screens on buck No game needed to pull a
nuts Im tired Im hittin 'em short I gotta get over I dont give a fuck the shit goes on from sun-up till sun-down and on the tweleve I geuss but now
talking cash, nigga Candy paint on all them Range We talking cash, nigga Don't try to stop my shine We talking cash, nigga 'Cause I tussle on the mind
loss, for a second played me Santa Claus Hurt like a man who lost maybe the shit you ran across Finessed it like the Lord, rock candy you can afford
on the seashore Givin' it up real nice up on the dance floor Follow me, be sure I got a thing for you, ma, but keep it on the low And maybe we can creep
home, I put that on my sub, Chorus: My sub, my sub, my sub, I put that on my sub! My sub, my sub, I put that on my sub! My sub, my sub, I put that on
Yeah, yeah, yeah Midnight candy four cups of coffee I ate my breakfast with a side of eggs I saw something in the jungle Low in gear black mud on my
em seventeen times with that chrome desert eagle These my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I can't Get dumped off in miami riding on candy paint Now would
''d like to welcome y'all on behalf of S.P. bro' [CHORUS: SPM] Creep wit' me, S.P. so bastardly And pull so fast-ily And pack so heavily Creep wit' me