Luyện nghe bài hát Can I

Roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't to go that far
You just into my car

I got my on 52 inch
Wit' my on chocolate thick and richer
the last of the grass, put the dub in glass
Start smoking wit' a virgin, doll, rest ya nerves
Recline, lay on
of spend a stack, pimp really kick back
Get some ass just that
See I never ahead [unverified]
(Lexus)

apply to
(Texas)
Do or Die
(Respect us, test us, get checked wit' the tech sir)
But back to your slow
Really wanna know your low love
You can stop akin', so, so intimidated by the slow
my feelings is a no, no

Let me sit you at the sun beach
Got me off the sun heat
See you think it run me, see you think it's the talking
on the pond, took a pause for a minute you start walking
I know it's your first time, just follow your mind
And when you control, I'ma smooth ya soul
But all I really wanna

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't have to go far
You just in to my car

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't have to go far
You just in to my car

Baby, you die for me, when I can't see give a eye for me
Lay to the and cry for me, when I'm in my grave say bye for me
'Cuz I might be, chilling with ya
Lay low I past the B
If you really wanna when the time is right
Put it off to the side come on, ride, ride wit'
Down past in the caddy, honey in ya ear like a bumble bee

'cha men's come run wit' me, let me show you what fun can be
Choppin' up beyond the sea
Ain't this some, still playa 'cuz I kept real
(Shh)
asked for a free meal
All I asked if I work coming up from the
me luv not a fake thrill

I'ma flirt wit' the and um
Make sure that they time and personal
Travel 'round the and um
Make they while have fun, gotta have 'em
Parly wit' my homies
I will leave you lonely, I keep it real for my homey
Feel, never out and lonely, come on

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't have to go far
You just in to my car

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You have to go that far
You just in to my car

And know when I be on
In the back of a caddy three strong
the bees on, hit the switch on the six
Roll the caddy wit' D's on to the head and the gone
See the mansion doors dipping house
the [unverified] doors
Wait to you, get to the marble
a Persian rug, cow gun in the tub
Ain't got the mind for making

'Cuz I'll leave you where I found you at the shakin'
'Cuz do you like bruson bacon
Baby, I'm mistaken
It ain't no simp in me, it's all in me
And I can tell ya a G stack
And if it's you let it bring back
And now the P I M P's
Now let me rub, massage you

Baby, like P O P I M O, olgy
But obviously, Joe don't wanna be a no mo'
So what I really know is

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You have to go that far
You just in to my car

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You have to go that far,
You slide in to my car

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