Lyrics Can You Be? - Baby Smoove

Can you, baby? Can you?

Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?
When you leave the club, please call my phone, I just wan' rub you
I love when you get dressed, you put it on, I take it off you
I know when she get home, she call my phone like "Bae, where are you?"
She don't ask me 'bout no other bitches, she know she's my number one
You might not never find the perfect bitch, go 'head and build you one
Plenty tings I got on one line, they'll give me they pum-pum
Find the bag, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drone

Soon as I walk in, bitches eyeing me, I could pick 'round any one
Security know that they can't touch me, I brought my pint and gun
Tired of all them with this Rick, I could've bought a Kia truck
I got four carats that's in each ear, hate when my ear get stuck
These niggas out here
They be soft as hell with them folks that y'all get took
I can't afford to take no loss, so fuck the man, we stuffed the truck
Yeah, my lil' bitch so bad, when she walk past, I smack her butt
Yeah, all your bitches trash, fuck with shit I wouldn't even touch
Yeah, when you find out she a ho, just let her hoe, don't beat her up
Her ass fat, her coochie fat, so both of them is just a plus
I let her show for me inside the Maybach, now she love the truck
Her last nigga had a Ford, I think he drove a pickup truck

Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?
When you leave the club, please call my phone, I just wan' rub you
I love when you get dressed, you put it on, I take it off you
I know when she get home, she call my phone like "Bae, where are you?"
She don't ask me 'bout no other bitches, she know she's my number one
You might not never find the perfect bitch, go 'head and build you one
Plenty tings I got on one line, they'll give me they pum-pum
Find the bag, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drone