Candy Store

Are we gonna have a problem?
 You got a bone to pick?
 You've come so far why now are you pulling on my dick?
 I'd normally slap your face off
 And everyone here could watch
 But I'm feeling nice
 Here's some advice
 Listen up biatch!
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 (I like)
 Lookin' hot, buying stuff they cannot
 (I like)
 Drinking hard, maxin' dad's credit card
 (I like)
 Skippin' gym, scarin' her, screwin' him
 (I like)
 Killer clothes, kickin' nerds in the nose!
 If you lack the balls, you can go play dolls
 Let your mommy fix you a snack
 (Whoa-oh!)
 Or you could come smoke, pound some rum and coke
 In my Porsche with the quarterback
 (Whoa-whoa-whoa!)
 Honey, what you waitin' for?
 Welcome to my candy store
 Time for you to prove you're not a loser anymore
 And step into my candy store
 (Guys fall)
 At your feet, pay the check, help you cheat
 (All you)
 Have to do, say goodbye to Shamu
 (That freak's)
 Not your friend, I can tell in the end
 (If she)
 Had your shot, she would leave you to rot
 'Course if you don't care, fine, go braid her hair
 Maybe Sesame Street is on
 (Whoa-oh!)
 Or forget that creep and get in my Jeep
 Let's go tear up someone's lawn
 (Whoa-whoa-whoa)
 Honey, what you waitin' for?
 Welcome to my candy store
 You just gotta prove you're not a pussy anymore
 And step into my candy store
 You can join the team
 (Or you can bitch and moan)
 You can live the dream
 (Or you can die alone)
 You can fly with eagles, or if you prefer
 Keep on testing me and end up like her
 Veronica, look!
 Ram invited me to his homecoming party!
 This proves he's been thinking about me!
 Color me stoked
 I'm so happy!
 (Whoa) Oh-whoa-oh-oh!
 Honey, what you waitin' for-
 Shut up, Heather!
 Step into my candy store
 Time for you to prove you're not a lame ass anymore
 And step into my candy store
 It's my candy store
 It's my candy
 It's my candy store
 It's my candy
 It's my candy store
 It's my candy store