lirik lagu ghostface killah - candyland
[intro]
ladies and gentleman
it’s the man of the hour
you have entered in the mansion of candyland
with mr. supreme clientele himself (yeah)
give him a round of applause
[verse 1]
ayo, my [?] play the flute, n— ran up out the bakery
quick, grab the cupcakes, [?] jakery
cocaine spots, the block’s looking like candyland
white~white, purple haze, [?] dope tan~tan
d~mn, i drive my chef hat, whipping like boyardee
ravioli bags of weeds for ki’s, y’all should honor me
tootsie roll coke blunts is rolled to perfection
now i lay the 8~ball, sell without question
known for my skittle gang, pills like a hospital
you could taste the rainbow, dutch joints’ll follow you
everything’s possible; stash house, hash house
whole house made of hash, hershey bars blacked out
yeah, there’s a heaven suitable for like charlie sheen
we put liquid heroin inside jelly beans
gummy bear cars, candy cane dope sticks
xanax twigs, we got treats baby, take your pick
downers, uppers, even pure eggs
viams, mdma, tac wet
thai stick skunk, crystalized red~haired bushes
far as when it comes to trees, we breed all type of kushes
[refrain]
is it me? (is it me?)
is it really me? (is it me?)
is it me? (is it me?)
is it really me?
[verse 2]
yeah
ayo, the reverend got caught in the church with a box of perks
his lil’ brother ran through the forest, it stashed a lot of work
marshmallow cbd jello, the weed case is thorough
1.5 on the scale, we flooding every borough
bitter honey, slabs of hash, pop rock [?] tabs
mushrooms, caps, and stems, we got fresh bags
all these pharmaceuticals, all this work is movable
n— sniff so much murder, it’s in your cuticles
strawberry tootsie got ’em playing with they coochie
bill cosby k.o. roofies, this for the groupies
pharmacies we put ’em in droughts, all the noise is us
saran blunts, we lace all the shelves, it’s like toys r’ us
best sellers be the adderall razzle~dazzles
ativan, mollies [?] like it came with cashews
yellow, green, and pretty purple promethazine
ketamine, old~school ritalin, got the amphetamines
lemon head b~lls to keep and crushed up klonopin
jolly ranchers made out of lean, got ’em online again
i’m floating through candyland, sugar babies made of these
yo lord, tell me i’m bugging, or is it just me?
[refrain]
is it me? (is it me?)
is it really me? (is it me?)
is it me? (is it me?)
is it really me?
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