E-40 feat. Bun B & Slim Thug That Candy Paint Lyrics

Revenue Retrievin': Graveyard Shift Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Barbarian
  • 2 Serious
  • 3 Graveyard Shift
  • 4 My Lil Grimey Nigga
  • 5 Yankin'
  • 6 Concrete
  • 7 Club on Lock
  • 8 Fried
  • 9 Back and Forth
  • 10 Bad Bitch
  • 11 Takin 'em Back
  • 12 My Shit Bang
  • 13 The Streets Don't Love Nobody
  • 14 43
  • 15 That Candy Paint
  • 16 E Forty
  • 17 Trapped
  • 18 Spooky
  • 19 Don't Try This at Home
  • 20 Tuff Times

  • That candy paint, that candy paint, 84's
    That candy paint, that candy paint, 84's, built in ? chrome grille, leather seats, ?, tv screens and wooded wheels [x4]

    That candy paint, smoking that dank, beats so loud bystanders faint
    Neighborhood watch call and complain,
    Hate on my big fat ass bank
    Po-po pull me over say you a rap singer
    I know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger
    Linger, that the green thumb jars got a valid registration and my cannibus card
    I'm challenged, got candy paint on my harley, harley
    ?.and truck, jet ski's boats and old school cut' (cutlass)
    Looking for a top shelf not know ?
    That candy paint, gotta go can't believe their eyes
    Drank and drank, flabbergasted mesmerize
    Digital dash, havin' my cash
    Secret stash for my strap
    Gotta shake these suckers and watch my back
    I'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked, windshield cracked? windshield cracked
    I'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked
    My old bitch joalous, put my tires on a ?


    [Slim Thug:]
    Gon' show them boyz how we rollin' mane,
    I'm addicted to this flossin' that why all my rides so awesome
    I keep that big 'lac bossin it don't matter what it's costing
    Tossing deuces out the roof, of that coupe
    While I ride by, players chunking deuces back
    Bops holl'in out "hi"
    Feel like I'm up in the sky, yo all know that bay green
    40 got them going crazy when we pull up on the scene
    Candy paint, looking clean, fo's looking king size
    Heads turn while I drive it's like they can't believe their eyes
    It's that that boy thugger and that bad motherfucker
    Swanging banging riding dirty screwed & chopped on them suckers
    Flipping flipping looking good, diamonds diamonds 'gainst the wood
    From the Texas to the Cali, catch me tipping through the hood


    [Bun B of UGK:]
    It's Houston Texas that's the city where we ride the greatest
    Gripping grain, drippin' stain, turning up, Robert davis
    That old school grey tape, a trunk poppa plate scrapa
    Hustler and a grinder every day I'm trying to make paper
    I'm from pa represent for UGK and I'm riding for my city like it's rap a lot and j
    I got homies on the west I got homies in trae
    Matter of fact these gladiators are all over, all day
    Sittin in that candy paint sideways,
    Pull up outta my driveway
    Drop that top and let them jock, then head on out on that highway
    Turn up some wreck shop, or maybe swisher house
    Now pass the kush & dump the swisha out it's going down

    [Chorus till end]

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