Just Like Candy Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

(Chorus) 

Just like candy (candy) 

Just like candy 

Its the same feeling (looks good to me) 

[MJG] 

I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop 

top Stang, leanin to the left, gold dadens on them thang 

I'm the MJG, pimp tight 

put it to the floor, 5-0 swang a right 

in a pina, butta, guts is a must 

drivin in the shop, take a mile, grab em up 

paint a ten clear coats, to make it shine 

make me circle through the neighborhood 55 times 

with my gas tank full, drank a boor 

fall up in the park after dark try to pull 

me a young, stout woman, sumpin pretty 

nice round hills, with them wear shaped titties 

as the sun goes down, I'm gettin dirty 

fall up and press a word get cleaned in a hurry 

in my 77 Chevy, ass tight 

pull off cuttin rubber, disappearin in the night 

(Chorus) 

Just like candy (candy) 

Just like candy 

Its the same feeling (looks good to me) 

[Eightball] 

10 o'clock in the morning, his A got up 

Chief and Haywood some Kool-Aid in my favorite cup 

comb my hair, get my grill right so I can feel tight 

havin starch in my jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes 

as I strike, out the door, to my superb 

parked by the curb, candy coated bird 

the sun got my candy lookin good enough to eat 

you can tell by the way the girls act across the street 

hit the horn, but no stallin, keep ballin 

4 o'clock sunday, I gotta hit the mall and 

fall in full of them green trees 

hurry up so I can catch Martin Luther King 

fools all in the way with that econo-spray 

need to take a few classes, learn about Manassas 

pressure got me beamed, I'm talkin on the phone 

tellin Penny thats the way to do it, baby represent ya home 

(Chorus) 

Just like candy (candy) 

Just like candy (It takes over me) 

Its the same feeling (looks good to me) 

[MJG] 

Mechanical to pain will bring flavors to your mind 

and in the summertime we got the whole block blind 

some busta in a primed out Pinto poppin game 

lying sayin he goin get the same thang 

if you ain't ridin wood, and leather, your ride ain't hittin 

a plane dash for a crush, forever got you itchin 

99.95, 30 day paint jobs 

got niggaz ridin round lookin like a junk yard 

you need to pull a check, wheeler check, wheeler check 

stack up on your grip, get your shit sprayed wet 

see most of these new paint jobs they dont do 

but if it ain't candy then the job ain't true 

[Eightball] 

Its reserved for them ballaz, who make that cheese 

it ain't candy if it didn't cost a couple of G's 

on your Jeep, your truck, your Chevy or your Lexus 

5th wheel on the grill like them playaz do in Texas 

my folks gettin sideways in Vallejo 

ballaz in Memphis slammin shut the Cadillac doors 

full of ink so blinked I could fly 

to a world where you have to roll candy or you die 

descending, my mind goes back into reality 

to some, having candy paint is just a fantasy 

custom leather everywhere you look is woodgrain 

big Ball tellin you its all about the candy mane 

(Chorus) x5 

Just like candy (candy) 

Just like candy 

Its the same feeling (looks good to me)