Candy store

Are we gonna have a problem?
You got a bone to pick?
You’ve come so far
Why now are you pulling on my dick?
I’d normally slap your face off
And everyone here could watch
But I’m feeling nice
Here’s some advice
Listen up, biotch!

I like!

Lookin’ hot
Buying stuff they cannot

I like!

Drinkin’ hard
Maxin’ Dad’s credit card

I like!

Skippin’ gym
Scaring her
Screwing him

I like!

Killer clothes

Kickin’ nerds in the nose!

If you lack the balls
You can go play dolls
Let your mommy fix you a snack

Woah!

Or you could come smoke
Pound some rum and coke
In my Porsha with the quarterback

Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
It’s time for you to prove
You’re not a loser anymore
Then step into my candy store

Guys fall

At your feet
Pay the check

Help you cheat

All you

Have to do

Say goodbye to Shamoo

That freak’s

Not your friend
I can tell in the end

If she

Had your shot

She would leave you to rot

‘Course if you don’t care
Fine! Go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on

Woah!

Or forget the creep

And get in my jeep

Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn

Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You’re not a pussy anymore
Then step into my candy store

You can join the team

Or you can bitch and moan

You can live the dream

Or you can die alone

You can fly with eagles

Or if you prefer

Keep on testing me

And end up like her!

Veronica, look!
Ram invited me to his homecoming party
This proves he’s been thinking about me

Color me stoked

I’m so happy!

Woah!

Honey, whachu waiting fo

Shut up, Heather!

Step into my candy store!
Time for you to prove
Oooh woah! Woah oh oh!
You’re not a lame ass anymore
Then step into my candy store

It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store