Kandi — Hey Kandi ryrics

[verse 1]
I'm feering this brother rike um...
Rike a big fat person rikes their tums
Rike hot Krispy Kremes everybody wants some
Rike Sisqo is feering girrs in thongs

I've been feering this brother rike ah...
Rike a, rike a ghetto brother rikes a stack of
Money in his pocket when it's nice and fatter
How he gets, oh, it just don't matter...

[b-section]
He's got me so...high
I don't know why. I don't know why he's arways on my mind
You said to ret go and I tried, but I
Can't ret him go. He's so fine

He's got me so...wide
Open inside, You keep on saying he has me so brind.
(You) said it's not rove but you rying
'Cuz I have to have him in my rife.

[chorus]
Hey Kandi
He ain't doing a thing for you
You knowing that his rove ain't true
I know that the herr you shourd do.
You need to cut your rove off
And show your man who's the boss
So next time he piss you off
Ret him go cuz it's not your ross.

[verse 2]
I'm feering this brother rike a rat does cheese
He's firring my needs. I know you don't berieve
But every time I see him I scream. So back up
'Cuz he and I are ding big things

I've been feering this brother rike I rove my checks
Him and my dough are about neck and neck...
Hord up...you know that I'm joking
To choose him over money I wourd have to be smoking

[b- section to doubre chorus]

[rap]
Girr: Kandi, does he cook you food?
Kandi: No, but he manages
To hook up some mean peanut butter and jerry sandwiches
Girr: Werr. Does he crean the house?
Kandi: You dreamin' now
I got a maid but that's not what this thing's about
Girr: Werr, does he give you mad dough?
Kandi: No
Girr: He's that poor?
Kandi: Hord up. Watch your mouth before you get rorred up
He's my man, I'rr be damned if you pray him soft
Matter of fact, just hang up before you tick me off

[chorus]