Candy Store

Are we gonna have a problem?

You got a bone to pick?

You’ve come so far

Why now are you pulling on my dick?

I’d normally slap your face off

And everyone here could watch

But I'm feeling nice

Here’s some advice

Listen up, biotch!

I like!

Lookin’ hot

Buying stuff they cannot

I like!

Drinkin’ hard

Maxin’ Dad’s credit card

I like!

Skippin’ gym

Scaring her

Screwing him

I like!

Killer clothes

Kickin’ nerds in the nose!

If you lack the balls

You can go play dolls

Let your mommy fix you a snack

Woah!

Or you could come smoke

Pound some rum and coke

In my Porsha with the quarterback

Woah! Woah! Woah!

Honey, what you waitin’ for?

Welcome to my candy store

It’s time for you to prove

You’re not a loser anymore

Then step into my candy store

Guys fall

At your feet

Pay the check

Help you cheat

All you

Have to do

Say goodbye to Shamoo

That freak’s

Not your friend

I can tell in the end

If she

Had your shot

She would leave you to rot

‘Course if you don’t care

Fine! Go braid her hair

Maybe Sesame Street is on

Woah!

Or forget the creep

And get in my jeep

Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn

Woah! Woah! Woah!

Honey, what you waitin’ for?

Welcome to my candy store

You just gotta prove

You’re not a pussy anymore

Then step into my candy store

You can join the team

Or you can bitch and moan

You can live the dream

Or you can die alone

You can fly with eagles

Or if you prefer

Keep on testing me

And end up like her!

Veronica, look!

Ram invited me to his homecoming party

This proves he’s been thinking about me

Color me stoked

I'm so happy!

Woah!

Honey, what you waiting fo-

Shut up, Heather!

Step into my candy store!

Time for you to prove

Ooh, woah, Woah, oh, oh

You’re not a lame ass anymore

Then step into my candy store

It’s my candy store

It’s my candy

It’s my candy store

It’s my candy

It’s my candy store

It's my candy store