I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it I got it, I got it, I got it, yeah Todos querem sim, me chamam de queen Brooke Candy, fag mob Pabllo Vittar Miss cupcakKe, uh Big tits, double D's

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart

Stay papered up, on gang (oh) Stay papered up, woah Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring Couple million dollars off my own strain Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four I

And our silhouette up we could no longer see Sayin' we couldn't make it to Mexico We had our heavy hearts I, I was ready for Cancun (Bad bi- the candy, palm trees and sandy) Bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi- Some candy, palm trees and sandy We

Wait for something better No one behind you Watching your shadows This feeling won't go Candy talks to strangers Thinks her life's in danger No one gives a damn about her hair It's lonely down on track street She used to go by Jackie

Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas I'm barely getting through tomorrow But still I won't let Sorrow bring me way down I'll be fine and dandy Me, I'll be just Fine and dandy Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair Maybe I'll move somewhere

Reach the sun Ooh reach the sun Sometimes you're feeling stronger Sometimes you're feeling weak Sometimes you're feeling colder But the light will bring the heat Sometimes you're feeling lucky Sometimes you're feeling numb But if you don't stop believing,

Dame (come gimme some) I got a sweet tooth for love, baby gimme some You got the chocolate That yum, yum, come gimme some Cotton candy, sweet as gold It's soft like a sugar plum Roll up that Tootsie, that Hershey, that bubblegum Banana (come gimme some)

Ooh now now now You’re my candy pop Candy candy pop pop You’re my candy candy pop pop 君の honey honey な笑顔に 君は candy pop Hey sweetie, sweetie Sweetie, sweetie

Candy man, candy man A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man (Sweet, sugar, candy man) (Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine) (Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine) He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry