Songtexte Can I - Do or Die

It's your boy, DJ D
Back in here with that Rap-A-Lot, you know what I'm sayin'
Do or die, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Heads or tails, know what I'm sayin'
Ya'll boys know what time it is
I ain't even playin' with you, H-Town

You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car

Eyes on, eyes on 52, bitch
Put my fingers on chocolate dick, and we jam
Smokin' ass of the grass, put the duck in the glass
Sippin' Cris' back, puff pass
Swervin' with a, swervin' with a virgin, baby doll
But you know you ain't fly, let it all back
Instead of spendin' stacks, you'd really kick back
In some ass and that, that
Never been a, never been a headache
Got a four and a half, Texas, 'bout to fly to Texas
And you know you just mess up
Don't test us, get checked with the Texas
But back to your soul, Lord
Really wanna know about your low, Lord
You can start like a slow, slow
Tell me that it never smoked, Lord
And feelin' this is a no, no
How'd you get to some B's?
Diamonds shovin' off the sun heat
Me and you pickin' one of these
You think it's the weed talkin'
Conversation on the bomb, took a pause
One minute you start walkin'
I know it's your first time
Just follow your first mind
But when you lose control, I'ma school your soul
But all I really wanna know

You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car

Baby, would you die for me?
When I can't see, give an 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 sinnin', wishin' blasphemy
Lay low, why pass the beat?
If you really wanna ride, when the time is right
Put it all to the side, come on, ride, ride with daddy
Drive past in the Caddy
Spittin' honey in the air like a bumble bee
Want some ends? Come run with me
Let me show you what fun could be
Drop it off up beyond the sea
Ain't this some shit still
Play hate 'cause I kept real
Never asked for a free meal
All I asked, if it work, I'ma knock from the dirt
Show me love, not a fake thrill
I'ma flirt with the girls and all
Make sure that they worth diamond, pearls and all
Travel around the world and all
Make them more money while I have fun
Glad I had a bum, parlay everyday with my homie
I will never leave you lonely
I keep it real for my homie
Feel a little down, out, and lonely
Come on, let me

You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car

And I be on, be on
In the back of a Caddy ridin' three strong
E's on, E's on
Which one of 'em, switch one of 'em
See to the Cadillac, please go
Once you to me gone, we gone
Mansion doors, mansion doors
Jumpin' through the house, through the garage door
Head to the, head to the muscle
Slackin', muscle slackin', rub, rub
Love makin', love makin'
'Cause a nigga, why I met you at the club shakin'
I'll do you like Ricky, baby, Ricky, baby
Maybe I'm mistaken
It ain't no simpin' me, pimpin' me, pimpin' me
Turn a fifth, turn a fifth into a G stack
If it's a you, let it back, let it back
P-I, P-I-M-P, smack
And let me work some slack, slack

Baby, it's like P-O, P-I, M-P, the G
But obviously, you wanna be, you wanna be a hoe
So what I really wanna know is

You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car
You don't have to go that far
You just slide into my car