Hi-C
Scented Candles
[Verse 1: Marjorie W.C. Sinclair]
Scented candles in my section, baby, nothing but perfection
I got options on top of options but me and her got connection
Real goer in her glo up, she showed up for the selection
The world is yours, take me by my word, if I said it then I meant it
I got ketmin' clientele, that cocaina shit so '97
Eating roasted peanuts in the bathroom while she suck me senseless
Taaka vodka in the guava flavor cocktail got me feeling splendid
Bloon Tower Defense the way she pop her pussy, so demented

[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydick]
Pretty demon trap, bitch, I got the cure for corona
She gon' suck my dick 'cause that bitch green like Fiona
Her n***a just hit the nine to five, she gon' come on over
Smokin' on this OG gas, bitch, put me in a coma
Told that bitch to bend over
Reptilian Club posted up pouring green soda (Ah)
Cast a spell, squeeze that bitch like a cobra
Ice on my wrist and that shit look like a fucking boulder

[Verse 3: Hi-C]
Designer belt on my waist, I ain't do it to impress her
Fuckin' all day, we got cocaine on the dresser
Bad yellow bitch with a pretty face like Vanessa
What I do wrong? Please unblock me Vanessa
Racks in my jeans, pockets fat like Nutty Professor
You gon' have a panic attack if you hit this pressure
Bitches on my dick all the time, I ain't gotta press her
Catch one of these trollin' ass fans, put him on a stretcher