Post Malone – Candy Paint (Guitar)

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Candy paint with the white on top

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Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

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If you busy plotting on what I got

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Kick in your door, that's what you thought

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Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

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Half price my whips same price my watch

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Got no jumper but I ball a lot

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Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want (x2)

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Didn't know that was your girl when she gave me top

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Kicked her out the Rolls said, "Thanks a lot"

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God damn I love paper, like I'm Michael Scott

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I can do things that your man cannot

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Slide boy comin' down, damn I'm hot

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Everybody say that I gotta be stopped

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Even though my final form ain't unlocked

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I'm so far ahead of you motherfuckers

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How you comprehend what you ain't understanding?

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Count a hundred bands and I watch it vanish

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Diamonds going crazy like they on the dance floor

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Got a lot of ass, nothing I can't handle

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Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample

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Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza

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Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for

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But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war

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Candy paint with the white on top

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Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

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If you busy plotting on what I got

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Kick in your door, that's what you thought

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Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

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Half price my whips same price my watch

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Got no jumper but I ball a lot

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Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want (x2)

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I've been rolling twenty ash, hit the road

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Hit the switch up the suicide doors

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We already know you vanished though

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Hit my momma when I ride in that, oh

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All these motherfuckers so false with me

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If your money funny, don't talk to me (nah)

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I know there is shit that you could offer me

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Take a second if you think about crossing me

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Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample

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Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza

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Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for

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But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war

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Candy paint with the white on top

E
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop

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If you busy plotting on what I got

E
Kick in your door, that's what you thought

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Hundred thousand dollars on the table top

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Half price my whips same price my watch

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Got no jumper but I ball a lot

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Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want (x2)