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letra de candy - angelo mota

[intro]
it feel like a
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me

[verse 1]
woah, you make me talk funny (huh)
you got me running for ya like i see the bus coming (wait!)
whole demeanor like a diva when you walking down the street so when i see ya, got my fingers on the nut b-tton
know that was a little too much information (huh)
you the type who prolly prey on in a congregation (yuh)
you the type to make a take care alb-m of a one sight stand
making kendrick talk about some f-cking levitating (levitate, levitate, levitate, woo!)
i ain’t got a problem with it though, i’m trying be a rapper
get it ? but really tryna take you out your package (oh god)
that ain’t metaphorical, i’m tryna make it happen (huh)
bartender saw me leave my number on the napkin
know you never use it, know you like the mess (mm)
motaraps on twitter you can see the blue check (yah!)
i ain’t tryna flex, i just wanna see ya
imagine my surprise when my phone start ringing like (brr, brr)

[chorus]
you remind me of a candy (mmm-ah)
you gave me a sweet-tooth (mmm-ah)
and it feel like a cavity (mmm-ah)
every time you mad at me (mmm-ah)
you remind me of a candy (mmm-ah)
you gave me a sweet-tooth (mmm-ah)
and it feel like a cavity (mmm-ah)
every time you mad at me (mmm-ah)

[post-chorus]
it feel like a
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me

[verse 2]
i think your friends would trust me
i know your mama love me
i am your karma, i met your father
you put me on to all the drama bubbling
and you would kinda judge me
my money pausing, i got no commas
end of the summer, i was a goner
you wouldn’t want to touch me
but you was tryna f-ck out your problems high off the ganja
[?] from – trauma
i think you on to something
i make a song or something
as long as you contradicting my kindness ’bout how you more than love me

[bridge]
you give me sweet thoughts, sugar rush, how the f-ck am i supposed to sleep?
sweet thoughts, sugar rush, how the f-ck am i supposed to sleep?
’cause your bubblegum popping, ain’t no stopping you, your candy’s what i need
’cause your bubblegum popping, ain’t no stopping you, your candy’s what i need
you give me sweet thoughts, sugar rush, how the f-ck am i supposed to sleep? (what i need, what i need, what i need, what i need, what i need, your candy’s what i-)
’cause your bubblegum popping, ain’t no stopping you, your candy’s (what i need, what i need, what i need, what i need, what i need, what i need)

[post-chorus]
it feel like a
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me
it feel
it feel like a cavity
every, every single time you mad at me

- angelo mota

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