She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Won't change on the bros for no money
Won't change on the bro for no hoes
We trappin it Monday thru Sunday
I Neva did play wit my nose
My shooters you know that they gunnin
All of this drip is outstanding
Shot to the top like a cannon
I kept it G like a wagon my life is a movie just cast it
Dick in her throat gotta gaggin wanna f*ck on the bro so I pass it
Interrogation we do not fold in interrogation
Went to the top that's my destination
I Know we gone make it just have some patience
Try to Rob the gang turn him into a patient
I will never trade on my brothers
They was with me when we went through the struggle
Struggle that's just what made us
Struggle that's just where we came from
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Rockstar Popstar , we run from them cop cars
Shooters hit his body he gone need him a doctor
Straight from the hood in the office talkin proper
Get on the wave but you can't ride it
Wanna be y5 the laws you gotta abide it
The only way to get through it is to fight it
Got my own drip I don't need a stylist
Kindly, I told em I was gonna shine this shit is not surprising
Tryna bite my style these niggas out here advertising
I know imma superstar got these bitches wildin
Rolex time on the clock I knew that it was timing
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Y5 DP - Sandy Cheeks Lyrics
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She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Won't change on the bros for no money
Won't change on the bro for no hoes
We trappin it Monday thru Sunday
I Neva did play wit my nose
My shooters you know that they gunnin
All of this drip is outstanding
Shot to the top like a cannon
I kept it G like a wagon my life is a movie just cast it
Dick in her throat gotta gaggin wanna f*ck on the bro so I pass it
Interrogation we do not fold in interrogation
Went to the top that's my destination
I Know we gone make it just have some patience
Try to Rob the gang turn him into a patient
I will never trade on my brothers
They was with me when we went through the struggle
Struggle that's just what made us
Struggle that's just where we came from
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Rockstar Popstar , we run from them cop cars
Shooters hit his body he gone need him a doctor
Straight from the hood in the office talkin proper
Get on the wave but you can't ride it
Wanna be y5 the laws you gotta abide it
The only way to get through it is to fight it
Got my own drip I don't need a stylist
Kindly, I told em I was gonna shine this shit is not surprising
Tryna bite my style these niggas out here advertising
I know imma superstar got these bitches wildin
Rolex time on the clock I knew that it was timing
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Won't change on the bros for no money
Won't change on the bro for no hoes
We trappin it Monday thru Sunday
I Neva did play wit my nose
My shooters you know that they gunnin
All of this drip is outstanding
Shot to the top like a cannon
I kept it G like a wagon my life is a movie just cast it
Dick in her throat gotta gaggin wanna f*ck on the bro so I pass it
Interrogation we do not fold in interrogation
Went to the top that's my destination
I Know we gone make it just have some patience
Try to Rob the gang turn him into a patient
I will never trade on my brothers
They was with me when we went through the struggle
Struggle that's just what made us
Struggle that's just where we came from
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Rockstar Popstar , we run from them cop cars
Shooters hit his body he gone need him a doctor
Straight from the hood in the office talkin proper
Get on the wave but you can't ride it
Wanna be y5 the laws you gotta abide it
The only way to get through it is to fight it
Got my own drip I don't need a stylist
Kindly, I told em I was gonna shine this shit is not surprising
Tryna bite my style these niggas out here advertising
I know imma superstar got these bitches wildin
Rolex time on the clock I knew that it was timing
She got cheeks like sandy
She too sweet like candy
I know they can't stand me
The haters wanna ban me
The haters wanna ban meeee
They do not understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that bitch to get lost like a set of keys
Brudda down the road he got some felonies
Writer: Darian Pitts
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid