paroles de chanson Can I - Do or Die
Roll,
roll,
roll,
there,
there,
there
You
don't
have
to
go
that
far,
You
just
slide
in
to
my
car
(1)
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??????
(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
luv
You
can
stop
ackin'
so
so
intimadated
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
its
the
weed
talking
Conversation
on
the
pond,
took
a
pause
for
a
minute
you
start
walking
I
know
its
your
first
time,
just
follow
your
first
mind
And
when
you
lose
control,
I'ma
smooth
ya
soul
But
all
I
really
wanna
know...
2x
Can
I
roll,
roll,
roll,
there,
there,
there
You
don't
have
to
go
that
far,
You
just
slide
in
to
my
car
(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,
Chilling
with
ya
blasmphemy,
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
(shhh...)
still
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
time
and
personal
Travel
round
the
world
and
um
make
they
money
while
have
fun,
gotta
have
em,
Parly
everday
wit
my
homies
I
will
never
leave
you
lonely,
I
keep
it
real
for
my
homey
Feel,
never
down
out
and
lonely,
come
on
2x
Can
I,
roll,
roll,
roll,
there,
there,
there
You
don't
have
to
go
that
far,
You
just
slide
in
to
my
car
(3)
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???
doors
Wait
to
you
get
to
the
marble
floors,
like
a
persian
rug,
Cow
gun
in
the
tub
Ain't
got
the
mind
for
luv
making,
cause
I'll
leave
you
where
I
found
you
at
The
club
shakin'
Cause
I'll
do
you
like
bruson
bacon
Baby
maybe
I'm
mistaken,
It
ain't
no
simp
in
me,
its
all
pimp
in
me
And
I
can
tell
ya
flip
a
g
stack
And
if
its
you
let
it
bring
three
back
And
now
the
P-i-m-p's
back
Now
let
me
rub,
massage
you
relax
(Talking)
Baby
its
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...
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
1 Can I
2 Still Po Pimpin
3 Just Ballin
4 Lil Sum Sum
5 Skit
6 Nobody's Home
7 Pimpology
8 Who Am I
9 Under Surveillance
10 Dead or Alive
11 Caine House
12 Ultimate Shutdown
13 Gangsta Shit
14 Choppin up That Paper
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