Candy (feat. Kelis)

I taste just like candy

Candy

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

Yo, now let me paint y'all a picture

Fox pimp hard, just quiet like a whisper, don't get it mixed up

Bad little sister, not bad meanin' bad

But bad meanin' good, damn, I'm so hood

You should see me in them jeans

It's hard to describe and

Bein' cocky is just a part of my vibe

I might stop to holla and pop my collar

Maybe a little conceited, but that's always needed

Love attention when I'm passin' by

See, I show a little cleavage, then I catch his eye

Just the thought of him eatin', I was outside soakin'

Duke standin', lookin', mouth wide open

I walked over, lickin' my lips

And adjustin' my **** and swishin' my hips

He threw his hand on my waist

Looked in my face, he said he wanna know how I taste

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

Now just imagine me nude, stretched out

I'll be all over the news if this gets out

So hot that the press might ban me

Now how bad you wanna know if I'm sweeter than candy?

What would you risk? Would you put up the car?

Tase my na-na in the rain on the hood of your car?

Or the back of the plane, **** all out

Bend over the sink with my panties in your mouth

When my dark skin complexion steps in

Won't take no questions to get him

And the thought of Fox give him an erection

To get real stiff at the sight of my ****

Now we can role-play, you be the pilot

I'll be the stewardess, boy, I ain't new to this

When I lay on my stomach and throw my legs back

Y'all probably won't know how to act

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I'm real sweet like a candy corn

I'm in your thoughts late night when your boys are gone

Picture me, t-shirt, no panties on

Or maybe topless, homie, I'm priceless, boy

The kind of girl that love to talk ****

'Specially when I'm on top, the whole show stop

Even though I'm sweet, ain't nothing sweeter

Let me know when you're ready to eat

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like candy

So dance with me

I taste just like