- Votes:
- Composers:
- Darryll Jones
- Lionel Richie
- Eric Free Smith
- Eddie Clark
- Tags:
- chicago
- See also:
Do Or Die - Can I lyrics
Hook:
Roll, roll, roll there, there, there
You don't have to go that far,
You just slide in to my car
[verse 1]
I got my eyes on 52 inch..
Wit my fingers on chocolate, thick ..
And rich..ay
Smoke the last of the grass,
Put the duck(female) in glass (car),
Sipin' crys(tal) back at her pad...
Now swervin wit a virgin,
Baby doll, what ya nervous?
Recline let it on by
Instead of spend'n stack,
Pimp really kick back...
Get some ass just like that!
See, I never been ahead
Can't afford to have a....Lexus,
Neva fly to.....Texas,
Pele and Dodge??? that's us..
Don't test us... get checked wit the texa)
But back to your slo lo.....
I really wanna know about your lo lo
You can stop actin' so- so intimadated by the slow flow
Hurtin' feelings is a no no
We can sip versache at the sun beach,
Damaged by the sun heat
Me and you thinkin one beat....
You think it's the weed talking..
Conversation on the bomb,
Took a pause for a minute...
You start walking
I know it's your first time
Just follow your first mind
But when you lose control-
I'ma smooth ya soul
But all I really wanna know...
Hook: 2x
Can I?
Roll, roll, roll, there, there, there
You don't have to go that far,
You just slide into my car
[verse 2]
Baby,would you die for me?
When I can't see... give a eye for me?
Lay to the side and cry for me?
When I'm in my grave say bye for me?
Cause I might be,
Chillin' wit your glass for me, lay low while I past the B
If you really wanna ride, when the time is right, put it off to the side,
Come on...
Ride, ride... wit daddy
Dive past, in the caddy,
Spittin'honey in ya ear like a bumble bee
Want some ends?
Come run wit me....
Let me show you what fun can be
Chop it up for Beyond C-(Beyond Content)
Ain't this some (shhh...) still Do Or Die - Can I - http://motolyrics.com/do-or-die/can-i-lyrics.html
Playa hate cause I kept real
Never asked for a free meal
All I asked, if I work coming up from the dirt, show me luv not a fake thrill
I'ma flirt wit the girls
And um...make sure that they worth
Diamond and pearls,
And um...
Travel... round the world
And um,
Make m.o.n.e.y.....
Have fun,
Betta have da bomb-
Parly everday...... wit my homies
I will never leave you lonely,
I keep it real for my homies
Feel, a little down out and lonely,
Come on
Hook: 2x
Can I ?
Roll, roll, roll, there, there, there?
You don't have to go that far,
You just slide in to my car
[verse 3]
And they know when I be on,
In the back of a caddy...
Ridin' three strong
Roll the B's on...
Hit the switch, 106 ,
Roll the caddy wit D's on
To the head and the weed gone
See the mansion doors, steppin' through house through the corral doors
Before you get to the marble floors... Like a persian rug ...
Calgon in the tub...
Want to remind about da luv making,
Cause I'd leave you where I met you...
At the club shakin'
Now, do you like crumbs or bakin'?
Baby, maybe I'm mistaken...
It ain't no simp in me...
It's all pimp in me
And I can tell.., Ya flip a g stack
And if it's you...
Let it bring three baaaack.....
And now the p-i-m-p's baaaaack
Now let my words massage you, relaaaax
[talking]
Baby it's like p-o-p-i-m-p, olgy
But obviously.....
Joe don't wanna be a player no mo'
So what I really wanna know is...
Hook: 2x
Can I
Roll, roll, roll, there, there, there
You don't have to go that far,
You just slide in to my car
Can I
Roll, roll, roll, there, there, there
2x to end