O-Shen — Candy Girl lyrics

Lyrics

Candy Girl, take off your wrapper
When we getting it on I do you proper
Flaming your meat, I flip you like a Whopper
Give her what she wants and don’t stop her
Candy girl, smoking like a Paka
In the light of the moon, me boot knocka
Taking a seat upon the body rocka
Goalie move aside no shot blocka
Physically, animally and naturally
I wanna make a combination
Only you me, respectfully and mutually, protected penetration
Candy Girl, take off your wrapper
When we getting it on I do you proper
Flaming your meat, I flip you like a Whopper
Give her what she wants and don’t stop her
Candy girl, smoking like a Paka
In the light of the moon, me boot knocka
Taking a seat upon the body rocka
Goalie move aside no shot blocka
I got weakness, when she wants to freak this
I gotta seek this, touching with a deep kiss
How can I reap this seed that I sow
I don’t know but she wants to make grow, Laka flow
Candy Girl, can we get freaky?
Sneaky, you know I wanna please thee
Penetration with flex emotion
Bumping, grinding, moving like the ocean
Come around baby the fun only beginning
Going down lady we swimming in the linen
Grooving already my spinning got you grinning
So we sending it out to kinky women
Oh kinky women, how you feeling?
We’re gonna have your, head spinning
Candy Girl, take off your wrapper
When we getting it on I do you proper
Flaming your meat, I flip you like a Whopper
Give her what she wants and don’t stop her
Candy girl, smoking like a Paka
In the light of the moon, me boot knocka
Taking a seat upon the body rocka
Goalie move aside no shot blocka
Your body banging, straight smoking like a barbecue
Don’t leave me hanging I’ll be sick cause I wanted you
My phone is ringing and you thick, what you wanna do
I got the time and the place so we should follow through
Take my arm, put my hand on your waist
I never harm cause I planned on a taste
I’d be a fool to waste, placed in the proper position
You see the game taking place and I’ll wave the admission
Physically, animally and naturally
Yeah what’s up ladies, it’s your boy O-Shen
Only you me, respectfully and mutually
Yeah, chillin' along the one they call Laka
Candy Girl, take off your wrapper
When we getting it on I do you proper
Flaming your meat, I flip you like a Whopper
Give her what she wants and don’t stop her
Candy girl, smoking like a Paka
In the light of the moon, me boot knocka
Taking a seat upon the body rocka
Goalie move aside no shot blocka