Candy Rain (feat. Papi FNS)

Baby don't make me wait I'm gon be up on that table on that dinner plate We ain't even gotta talk, just wanna serve you cake I'm the realest girl you know them other ones was fake, ones was fake oh woah Babe, we ain't even gotta finish the date Let's take it back to my crib before it get too late get too late Don't make me wait for yo candy rain Gimme that thang Make sho it bang I like the pain Make my body sang Startin' to think that I could fall for you Feelin' like I could give my all to you On demon time, you know I'll call for you It's whatever you want, just tell me what to do Work 9 to 5 like a full time job You know this shit gonna get you high I got that grip you cannot deny Got you addicted, I'm yo supply We always mixin' pleasure with the pain I hit them notes when you make me sang You reach that peak, now I'm glad you came Ain't nothin sweeter than that candy rain Work 9 to 5 like a full time job You know this shit gonna get you high I got that grip you cannot deny Got you addicted, I'm yo supply We always mixin' pleasure with the pain I hit them notes when you make me sang You reach that peak, now I'm glad you came Ain't nothin sweeter than that candy rain Put it on him leave him wet like some Soul Glo I'm tryna give him somethin' that's gon make his beard grow I'm tryin new shit, he ain't even seen before Call him Tiger Woods, you know he got that mean stroke I call him Papi but he not Puerto Rican He get to lookin at me and I get to leakin' I get to leakin' on the sheets and now he tweakin' He busy all week, f*ck him through the weekend Told me don't switch up on him But you know I'm always switchin' Got my legs up on ya neck, that's your favorite position Make me wanna write a check, give you a big commission He rough but he a gentleman he ask for my permission If I'm actin' up he beat it down into submission I see you comin' in the future, that's my premonition Feelin' like I gotta have it, you my new addiction Lovin' like its r&b, give you that New Edition Wet dreamin', gon leave the pussy creamin' Exorcism screamin', watch an Angel meet a demon Morning to the evening, I beat it until completion Body leakin' secretion, would clone her just for the threesome So tight, damn it's feelin' so right Mike Tys beat it up, go for rounds all night Fall in love, we might Snatch your soul, that's light Get you high like kites Knock it out, sleep tight Feet to her head, now she feelin' acrobatic All that heavy breathin', now she feelin' asthmatic Play with it while she drive, got her causing all the traffic And she bussin' back to back but that AK is automatic Grabbin' on your face, yeah I know that's what you like Grippin' on your waist while I deliver the pipe Look me in my eyes, baby tell me what you see And when your eyes roll back Imma be your fantasy Work 9 to 5 like a full time job You know this shit gonna get you high I got that grip you cannot deny Got you addicted, I'm yo supply We always mixin' pleasure with the pain I hit them notes when you make me sang You reach that peak, now I'm glad you came Ain't nothin sweeter than that candy rain