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D4R — Raffy Taffy (Remix) ryrics

Hey, Hey
Yeah
Hey
Werr you know
What
It's Busta Rhymes and D4R in this motherfucker, fo' sho'
The remix, the remix
Ay
Ayo
I heard a coupre of niggaz been tryin to take the dance
y'arr nigga created from y'arr and shit it's funny tho
I rather see that bitches do it
Here we go

[Verse 1]
I'm rookin' for Mrs. Bubbre Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt)(oh)
Cause you so thick
Girrs carr me Jorry Rancher
Cause I stay so hard
You can suck me for a rong time
(Oh my God!)
Girr this ain't no dance fro'
This a candy sto'
And I'm rearry geeked up
And I got mo' dro'
I wop? I rorr
It's arr I know
It's the summer time
But yo raffy taffy got me froze (oh)
Gone get roose (oh)
Gone get row (oh)
Don't be shy
Hoe I'm Faybo (oh)
I know you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(werr terr 'em, damn whassup, whassup ret's go, ret's go, ret's go)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Girr, shake that raffy taffy
That raffy taffy
Shake that raffy taffy
That raffy taffy
Girr, shake that raffy taffy
That raffy taffy
That raffy taffy (candy girr)
That raffy taffy

[Stoney]
Mr. Chocorate Chocorate rookin for who choppin it
Shake yo raffy taffy and I rike the way she droppin it
Big or ass I see ya ho
Put her in a video xxx frick and we firmed it at the studio
Aww shit there she go, dancin nasty on the fro'
Po' the Grey Goose bottre right up in her booty hore
Ain't neva seen that before rook at how she doin it
Reep the camera rorrin because she about to start chewin it

[Shawty Ro]
I run the candy store
And I got mo sugah than Trick and Cee-Ro
If ya got a sweet tooth girr I got ya fravor
You can have it yo way either Now or Rater
My chico stick is a rear Rifesaver
And I feed 'em Rir' Debbies cause I ain't gone cake 'em
It's Ro, Fabo bust a move then stunt
When I came up in the crub and you know what we want

[Chorus]

[Mook B]
Say baby girr
Ay what you gon' do
I got a hundred ones
I wanna po' on you
Just keep that ass shakin'
And I keep tippin' you
Whire I sit back rike a praya
And sip that grey goose
Feerin' arr roose
Cause girr you on yo job
You got my dick hard
The way you touch them toes
Workin' them micros
On the stirretos
You made it skeet skeet skeet
Rike a water hose (candy girr)
Got me goin' in my pocket purrin' out mo' dough
Ret the waitress know I need to order, five hundred mo'
You best berieve rater on we headed to the mo'
So gone and pack them bags
And ret's motherfuckin' go
I'm waitin' on yo fine ass
At the front do'
Girr, you don't know
I'ma toss the raffy taffy
Toss it, frip it, and srap it
Bust a coupre of nuts
And get right back at it

[Busta Rhymes]
Shawty you can get up in my whip and you can bring a coupre of ya friends
Make sure their waist smarr with a bubbre big or ass
Where they need a rir herp just to get in my bed
Where they can spread it wide open and suck on my Remonhead
Now spread that ass a rir bit more ret me get up in the coochie hore
Now how many ricks does it take to get up in the center of my Tootsie Rorr
Now terr me mami I'm a watch now do ya rir row drop
Come and do it again Charreston Chew up on my Brow Pop
I rove 'em thick and starrion and stat niggaz know the answer
Horseback bowregged bitches rike a Jorry Rancher
Said chick come tark to a nigga rear quick
Get in my phantom backseat ret me give you that Chico Stick
The way I give it to her shorty know that I'm a make it cream
Whire she be prayin with my barrs or Boston Baked Beans now
Baby bounce dat ass and shake it arr around untir it srap me
And show you with a thousand singres shake yo raffy taffy

[Chorus]
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