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Cotton Candy (feat. 2 Chainz)

de Lil Wayne

Like it like that

Twenty-five lines on the dresser
Ran off on the plug like a Tesla
Coke make her sneeze, God bless her
Fuck her like a wrestler, Brock Lesnar
South cocaine, polyester
Mojave Desert
White jeans, talkin' mozzarella
White girl, talkin Aguilera

White girl, call her
All coke, no Doctor Pepper
I protect her like contraceptive
Break a brick like a block in Tetris
Ate the dick, she want sloppy seconds
At her throat like a diamond necklace
Cook the coke like my momma breakfast
I'm in the lab like I'm Doctor
All gas, that's without the pedal
I'm in her face, that's without the freckles
All bass, that's without the treble
Johnson & Johnson, yeah, the powder fresher
Snort a line, ain't no time to measure
I ain't tryna press you, but it's my pleasure
White girl come with dollar signs, Kesha
Mary Jane, molly, hot lesbians
Bitches snortin' coke off of bitches
Lickin' cocaine off of titties
White girl, sweet, South, and pretty
Lookin' like a spliff, nice, tall, skinny
I'm him, baby, fuck that bass like and Rakim, baby
Nosedive then swim, baby
More white girls than Slim Shady and Tom Brady

Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, woah
Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, woah
Ballin' like the, woah

On dirty sprite, she a coke head
Make the beat slap with no hands
My dog a blood, it's cold red
With two hoes, gave 'em both head
My brother, brother, my best friend
I'm more white than a redskin
Walked in the strip club, spent more than a redskin
In candyland, I'm the handyman
Got the tool me, on me
Where would I be without my baby? JaRule on me
42 on me
Got more estate than wagu, homie
I could swim in my jewels, Rollie on in the pool (alright)
Don Corleone
She was doin' lines on the zone (alright)
Line's long to the powder room, oh, yeah, powder room (uh)
Keep in mind, I'm at the studio tryna lay down a verse
She pulled out her debit card and chopped it up, nose first (yuh)
I listen up, I don't judge, her booty softer than uggs (uh)
I grab on it sometimes when we hug just because
My sugar, sugar, my sweet thing, you put the G in G-string (G)
Sat back and I peeped game
Touched her once and I'm leakin', yeah

Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, woah
Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, woah
Ballin' like the, woah

T-twenty-five lines on the dresser (yeah)
Ran off on the plug like a Tesla (yeah)
C-coke make her sneeze, God bless her (yeah)
Fuck her like a wrestler, Brock Lesnar (yeah)
South cocaine, polyester (yeah)
Mojave Desert (yeah)
White jeans, talkin' mozzarella (yeah)
White girl, talkin Aguilera

Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, woah
Cotton candy, sweet as dough
Ballin' like the, sweet

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