yeah) Rock and roll to please your soul Rock and roll to please your soul Rock and roll to please your soul (more sexy) Rock and roll. To PLEASE YOUR
I love to stroll There's my love Strollin' in the door There's my love Strollin' in the door Baby, let's go strollin' By the candy store
corner store, got a pack of cigarrettes. Ran to my little sis Cassy's house. Had her drop me off at the Northside, hit the gangster studio and went go rock
be puffin' girl Kissin' and huggin' girl, lickin' and suckin' girl Ya body is the truth and you cute as a button girl And you know I sold rock and I
that I will meet on this night Ghosts and goblins and witches roaming the streets in moonlight Bowls of candy and goodies, delicious and waiting in store
love And he's been only, only playing undercover all the while Take a take another 'nother look into his eyes And you will only see a reptile All the world's a candy store
ooh-ood Take me by my hand And let's go strolling In wonderland Strollin', , strollin' aah-huh-uh Rock and ro-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh-llin' Strollin' Well rock
Rock your body Rock, rock, rock your body Rock, rock, rock your body Rock, rock, rock, rock your body Rock, rock your body Rock, rock, rock, rock your
and a bic that click When it's pushed in a whack ass beat That's a track that's weak, that he got last week 'Cause everybody in the store's like that
some) So what you savin' all that love for (Gimme, gimme some) Open up your mind, explore, and make it hard core (Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme) (Treat me like a candy) I'll be your candy store
miles outside of Woodland Was a Chicasaw County child An Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy Momma fixed a custard pie Bought her a store-bought
" Baby you'll be rocking my world At the funeral of a good girl Well, maybe I'm going crazy, but You be the kid and I'll be the candy store Take me down
This is little Kane though His little sobrero, huh Aiyo, aiyo Aiyo, butter pecan Rican, love a little candy girl Caramel cover girl, love the way your
as a shadow Smoke loc vehicle Hit Triple 6 up on my motorola portable Keepin' it key low pro flow In the studio Part time jiggalo Rock a show to
mall (You like, you like) I keep my money rolled up in some knots (You like, you like) The shiny jewelry I had to cop (You like, you like) You see this candy
of my ghetto motherfuckers, steady showing love Throwing a deuce in the air, when they feeling us I know you feeling us [Hook - 2x] On the Southside Candy
lights gonna come comin down the 'vard actin hard, not fraud comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe comin through the boulevard can't rock