Lose Control (Candy Man, Pt. 2)

Baby

Yeah yeah yeah

I'm still comin' hard with this pimp game

And I'ma make 'em all realize

That they about to be

I get a ho to chop rocks for me

And whenever I need a hand

She quick to hit the block for me

A pretty bitch she ain't got to be

And when white folks come and get me

Hold down my spot for me

And never have to do a lil time

Please ease my mind

You better keep them legs locked for me

You make a **** wanna

Lose control

Whenever I'm wit' cha

I just wanna drink booze and roll

Shit baby you ain't naked yet

You got a **** so horny

That I could fuck ya out cha shoes and clothes

Them other bitches I'll lose them hoes

And two things to ask

Don't take me for the fool and joke

Fuck up and make a **** bruise a nose

I'll have ya ass on the grind

Walkin' till ya bruise ya toes

You think I'm lyin' ask Juice and Rolls

Them hosey hoes that I done had since '94

Young shawty I'm a pimp though

And I been had young hoes on the stroll

Grindin' for dough

But that ain't what a playa want cha for

And a matter of fact

Don't even want cha dough

I know that sound crazy

I need ya for

Some of every thing

And when around my folks

They don't question my lady

Pimp with me

Or get pimped on

You ain't wit' it

Then get on

They call me

Baby Bishop magic Don Juan

You know how the game usually go

I leave ya on the floor

Wit' cha pussy swole

Head to the shoulder, get another ho

But not tonight shawty shit, you make me lose control

Baby, won't you let me be

Your candyman

Oh my baby

Yeah

It's because you know I can

(It's because you know)

(I can I can)

You can be my candy girl

(You can be my candy girl)

If you don't mind baby

Come to my candyworld

(Just come on)

(Come on)

(My candy world my candy world)

Now we've been creepin' for a long time

Havin' conversations on the phone

Till two or three o clock in the morn'

Reminiscin' on them good times

That we had it used to make ya daddy mad

Every time you'd leave home

You gon' off this good thang

He don't know about how I be havin'

Yo' legs cocked up in the air

Or how I have your ass screamin' my name

From all the pleasure and pain

Cuffin' and pullin' out my hair

Your girls always there

Every time they see yo **** comin'

Check the AC and pump they legs with the smile

About to leave when I got there

But then I heard misses Janice

Talkin' bout we gon' have to wait for a while

No question what they're stayin' for

But you don't play on my mind

You got yo' game stinkin' pimp tight too

I got to speak it to you girls wassup

But I ain't tryin' a cut

This slanger's here to please you

As if to tease you

You know how we do

No one can freak you

The way that I do

Ain't got to buy you

Just lay beside you

And let ya ride blue

And don't get tired too

Damn

Quick

I done livin' like my daddy named Carl Malone

And you so jazz that you tall and all

I got ya sprung by the way I work my back

And make you crawl the wall

I make your neighbor wanna call the law

Got me bustin' like a twelve gauge pump

But I ain't sawed it off

Not just talkin' I can wrote the walk

When it's done I can tell it

'Cause the juice'll flow without the funk

Shawty you

Know how the game usually go

I leave ya on the floor wit'cha pussy swole

Head to the shoulder, get another ho

But not tonight shawty shit you make me lose control

Baby won't you let me be

Your candyman

(Let me be your candyman)

It's because you know

I can

(It's because you know)

(That I can I can)

You can be my candy girl

(If you don't mind babe)

If you don't mind baby

Come to my candyworld

(Be my candyworld)

(Come on baby)

(Get in my candyworld)

Now I been freakin' ya makin'

I gotcha ass where ya blue to go down

And now she can't stop callin' me now

I mean shawty be stalkin' me now

'Cause when I hit it be drivin' her wild

First I drill then I bust in her mouth

And said she love how I'm turnin' her out

Now she want me to father her child

And now

Well I feel yo pain

But hold on slim

Don't get that deep

You knew from the jump we was only meant to freak

I hit you with the dick

And now you actin' like you geek

And now

For some strange reason

You askin' me where my girl

And don't mean to be rude

But lookin' here slim

You don't need to be worried about her

Just worried about bein' in the butt

Or posted up in the back of a truck

I'm jabbin' and stabbin' and beatin' it up

You scratchin' and grabbin' when you finna nut

And I don't mean to rush

But hell I'm off in the dust

Got a couple mo' hoes that's ready to bust

Got a couple mo' hoes that's ready to suck

I'm the only one they call when they ready to fuck

And they know not to trust me

Off the top I told 'em I can't be true

And have the same thang goin' for you

How I can be your man

When I'm hittin' all ya girlfriends too

Shawty you

Know how the game usually go

I leave ya on the floor

Wit' ya pussy swole

Or head to the show then get another ho

But not tonight shawty shit you make me lose control shit

Baby won't you let me be

Your candyman

(Let me be your candyman, yo candyman)

It's because you know

I can (I wanna make you lose)

(Make you lose)

(Control)

You can be my candy girl

(Be my candygirl)

(If you don't mind)

If you don't mind baby (If you don't mind)

Come to my candy world

(Baby yeah)

(Let me turn you)

(In my candyworld)

(In my candyworld)

(Oh be my candy girl)