Laffy Taffy [Remix] Lyrics (feat. Busta Rhymes) by Busta Rhymes
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Hey, Hey
Yeah
Hey
Well you know
What
It's Busta Rhymes and D4L in this motherfucker, fo' sho'
The remix, the remix
Ay
Ayo
I heard a couple of niggaz been tryin to take the dance
y'all nigga created from y'all and shit it's funny tho
I rather see that bitches do it
Here we go

[Verse 1]
I'm lookin' for Mrs. Bubble Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt)(oh)
Cause you so thick
Girls call me Jolly Rancher
Cause I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(Oh my God!)
Girl this ain't no dance flo'
This a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up
And I got mo' dro'
I pop, I roll
It's soft, I know
It's the summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me froze (oh)
Gone get loose (oh)
Gone get low (oh)
Don't be shy
Hoe I'm Faybo (oh)
I know you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(well tell 'em, damn whassup, whassup let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Girl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
Girl, shake that laffy taffy
That laffy taffy
That laffy taffy (candy girl)
That laffy taffy

[Stoney]
Mr. Chocolate Chocolate lookin for who choppin it
Shake yo laffy taffy and I like the way she droppin it
Big ol ass I see ya ho
Put her in a video xxx flick and we filmed it at the studio
Aww shit there she go, dancin nasty on the flo'
Po' the Grey Goose bottle right up in her booty hole
Ain't neva seen that before look at how she doin it
Leep the camera rollin because she about to start chewin it

[Shawty Lo]
I run the candy store
And I got mo sugah than Trick and Cee-Lo
If ya got a sweet tooth girl I got ya flavor
You can have it yo way either Now or Later
My chico stick is a real Lifesaver
And I feed 'em Lil' Debbies cause I ain't gone cake 'em
It's Lo, Fabo bust a move then stunt
When I came up in the club and you know what we want

[Chorus]

[Mook B]
Say baby girl
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
While I sit back like a playa
And sip that grey goose
Feelin' all loose
Cause girl you on yo job
You got my dick hard
The way you touch them toes
Workin' them micros
On the stilletos
You made it skeet skeet skeet
Like a water hose (candy girl)
Got me goin' in my pocket pullin' out mo' dough
Let the waitress know I need to order, five hundred mo'
You best believe later on we headed to the mo'
So gone and pack them bags
And let's motherfuckin' go
I'm waitin' on yo fine ass
At the front do'
Girl, you don't know
I'ma toss the laffy taffy
Toss it, flip it, and slap it
Bust a couple of nuts
And get right back at it

[Busta Rhymes]
Shawty you can get up in my whip and you can bring a couple of ya friends
Make sure their waist small with a bubble big ol ass
Where they need a lil help just to get in my bed
Where they can spread it wide open and suck on my Lemonhead
Now spread that ass a lil bit more let me get up in the coochie hole
Now how many licks does it take to get up in the center of my Tootsie Roll
Now tell me mami I'm a watch now do ya lil low drop
Come and do it again Charleston Chew up on my Blow Pop
I love 'em thick and stallion and stat niggaz know the answer
Horseback bowlegged bitches like a Jolly Rancher
Said chick come talk to a nigga real quick
Get in my phantom backseat let me give you that Chico Stick
The way I give it to her shorty know that I'm a make it cream
While she be playin with my balls or Boston Baked Beans now
Baby bounce dat ass and shake it all around until it slap me
And show you with a thousand singles shake yo laffy taffy

[Chorus]
Hey, Hey   Yeah   Hey   Well you know   What   It's Busta Rhymes and D4L in this motherfucker, fo' sho'   The remix, the remix   Ay   Ayo   I heard a couple of niggaz been tryin to take the dance   y'all nigga created from y'all and shit it's funny tho   I rather see that bitches do it   Here we go      [Verse 1]   I'm lookin' for Mrs. Bubble Gum   I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick   I wanna (dun dun dunt)(oh)   Cause you so thick   Girls call me Jolly Rancher   Cause I stay so hard   You can suck me for a long time   (Oh my God!)   Girl this ain't no dance flo'   This a candy sto'   And I'm really geeked up   And I got mo' dro'   I pop, I roll   It's soft, I know   It's the summer time   But yo laffy taffy got me froze (oh)   Gone get loose (oh)   Gone get low (oh)   Don't be shy   Hoe I'm Faybo (oh)   I know you wanna ride   You a star and it shows   (well tell 'em, damn whassup, whassup let's go, let's go, let's go)      [Chorus: repeat 2X]   Girl, shake that laffy taffy   That laffy taffy   Shake that laffy taffy   That laffy taffy   Girl, shake that laffy taffy   That laffy taffy   That laffy taffy (candy girl)   That laffy taffy      [Stoney]   Mr. Chocolate Chocolate lookin for who choppin it   Shake yo laffy taffy and I like the way she droppin it   Big ol ass I see ya ho   Put her in a video xxx flick and we filmed it at the studio   Aww shit there she go, dancin nasty on the flo'   Po' the Grey Goose bottle right up in her booty hole   Ain't neva seen that before look at how she doin it   Leep the camera rollin because she about to start chewin it      [Shawty Lo]   I run the candy store   And I got mo sugah than Trick and Cee-Lo   If ya got a sweet tooth girl I got ya flavor   You can have it yo way either Now or Later   My chico stick is a real Lifesaver   And I feed 'em Lil' Debbies cause I ain't gone cake 'em   It's Lo, Fabo bust a move then stunt   When I came up in the club and you know what we want      [Chorus]      [Mook B]   Say baby girl   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   While I sit back like a playa   And sip that grey goose   Feelin' all loose   Cause girl you on yo job   You got my dick hard   The way you touch them toes   Workin' them micros   On the stilletos   You made it skeet skeet skeet   Like a water hose (candy girl)   Got me goin' in my pocket pullin' out mo' dough   Let the waitress know I need to order, five hundred mo'   You best believe later on we headed to the mo'   So gone and pack them bags   And let's motherfuckin' go   I'm waitin' on yo fine ass   At the front do'   Girl, you don't know   I'ma toss the laffy taffy   Toss it, flip it, and slap it   Bust a couple of nuts   And get right back at it      [Busta Rhymes]   Shawty you can get up in my whip and you can bring a couple of ya friends   Make sure their waist small with a bubble big ol ass   Where they need a lil help just to get in my bed   Where they can spread it wide open and suck on my Lemonhead   Now spread that ass a lil bit more let me get up in the coochie hole   Now how many licks does it take to get up in the center of my Tootsie Roll   Now tell me mami I'm a watch now do ya lil low drop   Come and do it again Charleston Chew up on my Blow Pop   I love 'em thick and stallion and stat niggaz know the answer   Horseback bowlegged bitches like a Jolly Rancher   Said chick come talk to a nigga real quick   Get in my phantom backseat let me give you that Chico Stick   The way I give it to her shorty know that I'm a make it cream   While she be playin with my balls or Boston Baked Beans now   Baby bounce dat ass and shake it all around until it slap me   And show you with a thousand singles shake yo laffy taffy      [Chorus]