Lyrics:
Candy apple girl
Candy apple girl
I just want a bite
I just want a bite
I got a sweet tooth
I got a sweet tooth
And you hit the spot right
You hit
apple red kisses
Candy apple red lips
The taste of love he's missing
The kind of love she gives
Candy Apple red kisses
Candy Apple red kisses
I can tell
It's something I learned today
In a zen arcade
Fifty-nine times the pain
Candy apple grey
Candy apple grey
Candy apple grey
Candy apple grey
When you
Yeah
Beartrap sound
I'ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, "hey
He came speeding through the town each day at sundown
And his car was painted candy apple red
He was coming there to see the sheriff's daughter
He came speeding through the town each day at sundown
And his car was painted candy apple red
He was coming there to see the sheriff's daughter
lips
You got that candy apple cinnamon kiss
You know I want 'em
You know I want those
Red lips
You got that flavor that's too hard to resist
You know I
The candy apple beam (Beam)
In a sticky Benz (Vroom)
We caught em on a bike
Had to recycle it
Now go on with that drunk shit
All belligerent
Pop two klonopins
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my nightlife
My favorite color's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my
got a sweet tooth and you pulled me in
With the caramel dripping off your skin
I fell in love with a candy apple
A sugar rush you can't come back from
then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit
in the moonlight
I wanna be your jackpot hot spot wide
Open road in a candy apple rag top
I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high
I wanna be,
heart, I've gotta let her know
I need the girl in that little red Rodeo
Texas plates, candy apple red Rodeo
Two towns back I showed your photograph
as candy apples and yams
Ooooooohhhh
I'm throwing shots in the wind
For all them days I didn't have no ends
Them long nights I couldn't call no friends
Now
captain of the football team
I wish those days were back again
Oh, do you remember when
Those days of candy apple red, metal flake
Cruisin' with your baby
heart, I've gotta let her know
I need the girl in that little red Rodeo
Texas plates, candy apple red Rodeo
Two towns back I showed your photograph
baking, decorations, hand-dipped candy apple
All the places and happy times are faces all aglow
As I pray to God for blessings on our Christmas time
With a brown eyed barrel racer on my mind
Cause I still see shades of Texas
Under a cotton candy sky kissing those candy apple red lips
I still see
I got my got my black boots on
Got my candy apple lip gloss
And white tank top
Let's get this party going daddy
Take your clothes off
Here comes
I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I
the 6 4 hopping
Watch it stop and do a show
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a Glock in it
First I lean wit it, then
Candy apple color drip sitting in the backseat
They hear I'm on fire now these bitches wanna match me
Only one throne and you know I got the last
of your love
(Cotton candy)
You are my (Cotton candy)
Sweeter than apple pie, ooh (Cotton candy)
You came straight from Mother Nature's oven
Bringin'
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