Do Or Die - Playa Like Me & You Lyrics
Verse one: beloSince Im lo let me flex thisIf theres somethin on yo mind recline and check thisSong smooth not recklessSwing it high and ride from side to texasGive the game up since I came upBlew my name up, check out the rhythmMake them all wanna flame upStrike a match to a lighterA message to a young ridah, on the sight ofPimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat*****in to skins, saw thatI can tell you where the mob atAt the click, summer sunnin where the broads atDiggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall backShootin back for the small scratchTrey-fo what you call that?Pull up my drawers girbauds and doze to pros got calledBy the po-po, save it for the phone doeBond deville, flossin off behind the wheel its appealTook a chill, but I still had to poseAnd if I pause, its because I left my car and the phoneChorus: johnny pCan you smoke and rideWith a playa, like me, and you, oh babeCan you smoke and rideWith a playa, like me, and youVerse two: ak-47See uhh, laid back ima let the proper game at two ratsIn the roll like two sacksDub essential when my homey came upOn the same drug for layin up they holla who thatDouble check, just a couple hoesTryin to see where my head was atOn some problem shitWish to be up within the party shitWith the blunts and bacardi shitWith the way she was dressed she might as wellHad nuttin on your body *****Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party getNuttin but the proper cheeseTo squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chickBut really doe, once a man advanceAnd bend blocks smoke the last of thesePimp cats done ccsHeavy gs ninety-six flippin clips bout naturallyBags seized through darnellHeavy sacks and drop-topsNow look on your map and spotWhere we, r-i-d, e, and smokeChorusVerse three: beloI, made my money on the dlClosed shop in the pontiac we bailTo the mall to ball were all pallCause a brother gonna floss in front of these femalesTo the retailFive double oh period double oh these suitsThe girbaud with the bootsThen I scoop, up the lootPaid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members ofPut my foot in motion, exits the sto with my brand new gearSpring game in her earTell her miss to please me and dance till itll make me hearGet her dizzy off the stanbergGirlie had to run for months to pump up but ima handle herLike a man, ima stand if I fallAnd when I fall, then the city better make the callLeft the mall, by the minutes of clothesI suppose I get dressed to impress these hoesGetty shoe fresh guess from head to toeOnly wearin in the do what the playas knowBet yall wanna see me niggaz wanna be meNever will they pimp free, pimp costsAnd I get lost on the slide for the ave gettin high while we rideChorus[johnny p]Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a cadChoppin up the paper for my homies do or dieWhoa yeah, whoahhah, yeahCan I say it one more timeCan you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a cadChoppin up the paper for my homies do or dieWhoa yeah, can you smoke and rideWith me baby, check it out...Can you ride ride, ride ride ride rideCmon girl ride ride ride rideCan you ride ride, ride ride ride rideCmon girl ride ride ride rideWhoa yeah (whoa yeah)Wont you ride with me baby (wont you ride with me baby)With my homey beloMy homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, cmon baby, cmon babyCheck it outCmon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me babyOhhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girlWont you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna goDo you wanna go, yeahhh
