Lyrics:

Hey, hey, yeah, hey, well, you know what
It's Busta Rhymes and D4L
In this motherfucker, fo' sho'
The remix, the remix, ay, ayo

I heard a couple of niggaz been tryin' to take the dance
Y'all nigga created from y'all and shit it's funny though
I rather see that bitches do it
Here we go

I'm lookin' 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, 'cause I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(Oh my God)
Girl, this ain't no dance flo', this a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up and I got mo' dro'

I wop? I roll, it's all I do, it's the summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me cold
(Oh)
Gone get loose
(Oh)

Gone get low
(Oh)
Don't be shy, hoe I'm Faybo
(Oh)

I know you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(Well, tell 'em, damn whassup)
(Whassup, 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

Mr. Chocolate Chocolate lookin' for who choppin' it
Shake yo laffy taffy and I like the way she droppin' it
Big ol' ass, I see ya, ho
Put her in a video XXX flick and we filmed it at the studio

Aww, shit, there she go, dancin', nasty on the flo'
Po' the Grey Goose bottle right up in her booty hole
Ain't neva seen that before look at how she doin', it
Keep the camera rollin', because she about to start chewin', it

I run the candy store
And I got mo sugah than Trick and Cee-Lo
If ya got a sweet tooth girl I got ya flavor
You can have it yo way either Now or Later

My chico stick is a real Lifesaver
And I feed 'em Lil' Debbies, 'cause I ain't gone cake 'em
It's Lo, Fabo bust a move then stunt
When I came up in the club and you know what we want

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, ay what you gon' do
I got a hundred ones, I wanna po' on you
Just keep that ass shakin' and I keep tippin' you
While I sit back like a playa and sip that grey goose

Feelin' all loose, 'cause, girl you on yo job
You got my dick hard, the way you touch them toes
Workin' them micros on the stilletos
You made it skeet skeet skeet like a water hose
(Candy girl)

Got me goin' in my pocket pullin' out mo' dough
Let the waitress know I need to order, five hundred mo'
You best believe later on we headed to the mo'
So gone and pack them bags and let's motherfuckin' go

I'm waitin' on yo fine ass at the front do'
Girl, you don't know I'ma toss the laffy taffy
Toss it, flip it and slap it, bust a couple of nuts
And get right back at it

Shawty, you can get up in my whip
And you can bring a couple of ya friends
Make sure their waist small with a bubble big ol' ass
Where they need a lil' help just to get in my bed

Where they can spread it wide open and suck on my Lemonhead
Now spread that ass a lil' bit more let me get up in the coochie hole
Now how many licks does it take to get up
In the center of my Tootsie Roll

Now tell me, mami, I'm a watch now do ya lil' low drop
Come and do it again Charleston Chew up on my Blow Pop
I love 'em thick and stallion and stat niggaz know the answer
Horseback bowlegged bitches like a Jolly Rancher

Said chick come talk to a nigga real quick
Get in my phantom backseat, let me give you that Chico Stick
The way I give it to her, shorty know that I'm a make it cream
While she be playin' with my balls or Boston Baked Beans

Now, baby, bounce dat ass and shake it all around until it slap me
And show you with a thousand singles shake yo 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