Can I Lyrics - Singles - Do Or Die

Roll, roll, roll, there, there, there 

You don't have to go that far 

You just slide into my car 

I got my eyes on 52 inch 

Wit' my fingers on chocolate thick and richer 

Smoke the last of the grass, put the dub in glass 

Start smoking wit' a virgin, baby doll, rest ya nerves 

Recline, lay on back 

Instead of spend a stack, pimp really kick back 

Get some ass just like that 

See I never been ahead [unverified] 

(Lexus) 

That apply to 

(Texas) 

Do or Die 

(Respect us, don't test us, get checked wit' the tech sir) 

But back to your slow Lord 

Really wanna know about your low love 

You can stop akin', so, so intimidated by the slow flow 

Hurt my feelings is a no, no 

Let me sit beside you at the sun beach 

Got me trippin' off the sun heat 

See you think it run me, see you think it's the weed talking 

Conversation on the pond, took a pause for a minute you start walking 

I know it's your first time, just follow your first mind 

And when you lose control, I'ma smooth ya soul 

But all I really wanna know 

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 

You don't have to go that far 

You just slide in to my car 

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 

'Cuz I might be, chilling with ya blasphemy 

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 

Down past in the caddy, spittin' honey in ya ear like a bumble bee 

Won't 'cha men's come run wit' me, let me show you what fun can be 

Choppin' up from beyond the sea 

Ain't this some, still playa hate 'cuz I kept real 

(Shh) 

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 time and personal 

Travel 'round the world and um 

Make they money while have fun, gotta have 'em 

Parly everyday wit' my homies 

I will never leave you lonely, I keep it real for my homey 

Feel, never down out and lonely, come on 

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 

You don't have to go that far 

You just slide in to my car 

And they know when I be on 

In the back of a caddy ridin' three strong 

Roll the bees on, hit the switch on the six 

Roll the caddy wit' D's on to the head and the weed gone 

See the mansion doors dipping through house 

Wit' the [unverified] doors 

Wait to you, get to the marble floors 

Like a Persian rug, cow gun in the tub 

Ain't got the mind for love making 

'Cuz I'll leave you where I found you at the club shakin' 

'Cuz I'll do you like bruson bacon 

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 back 

And now the P I M P's back 

Now let me rub, massage you relax 

Baby, it's like P O P I M O, olgy 

But obviously, Joe don't wanna be a player no mo' 

So what I really wanna know is 

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 

You don't have to go that far, 

You just slide in to my car 

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there, there 

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there, there