Laffy Taffy

Laffy Taffy - The Sing-A-Long Kids

Written by：Adrian Bernard Parks/Maurice Starr/Jr. Sims/Smith Broderick Thompson/Lefabian Williams/Michael Jonzun/Dennis Ramon Butler/Cory Way

That laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

Girl

That laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

Shake that laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

Girl shake that laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

That laffy taffy

I'm looking 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 oh

'Cause I stay so hard

You can suck me for a long time

Oh my god

Girl this ain't no dance floor

This a candy sto'

And I'm really geeked up

Cause I got more dro

I pop I roll

It's soft I know

It's the summer time

But your laffy taffy got me froze oh

Gone get loose oh

Gone get low oh

Don't be shy

I'm faybo

I know you wanna ride

You're a star and it shows

What's happening what's up

What's up let's go let's go let's go

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

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

Come on trick come on trick

Here go Mr. chocolate

I like the way you break it down

Waddle stop you watching me

Laffy taffy I'm likin' this

Big old a** you shaking b**ch

Close your mouth and don't say sh*t

Bend on over and hit a split

Work that pole and work it well

Stacks on deck your ankles swell

Girl let me touch you

I will never tell

Security guard don't scare nobody

Damn right I touched that hoe

All the money just hit the floor

D4 l I'm ready to go

Hoe can't even shake no more

They tired out

Let's ride out

B**ch you wanna go

Then she can go

She get in my car

I ain't playing no more

Start moving on my faybo

B**ch she probably already know

Let me see that laffy taffy

Dun dun dunt

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

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

Say baby girl

What you gonna do

I got a hundred ones

I wanna pour on you

Just keep that a** shaking

And I keep tippin' you

While I sit back like a player

And sip that grey goose

Feelin' all loose

'Cause girl you're on your job

You got my dick hard

The way you touch them toes

Workin' them micros

On the stilettos

You made it skeet skeet skeet

Like a water whores candy girl

Got me goin' in my pocket

Pullin' out more dough

Let the waitress know I need to order

Five hundred more

You best believe later on we headed 2 the more

So gone and pack them bags

And let's motherf**kin' go

I'm waitin' on your fine a**

At the front door

Girl you don't know

I'm gonna toss the laffy taffy

Toss it flip it and slap it

Bust a couple of nuts

And get right back at it

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