Playa Like Me & You

Verse one: belo

Since I'm 'lo let me flex this

If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this

Song smooth not reckless

Swing it high and ride from 'side to texas

Give the game up since I came up

Blew my name up, check out the rhythm

Make them all wanna flame up

Strike a match to a lighter

A message to a young ridah, on the sight of

Pimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat

Bitchin to skins, saw that

I can tell you where the mob at

At the click, summer sunnin where the broads at

Diggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall back

Shootin back for the small scratch

Trey-fo' what you call that?

Pull up my drawers girbauds and doze to pros got called

By the po-po, save it for the phone doe

Bond deville, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal

Took a chill, but I still had to pose

And if I pause, it's because I left my car and the phone

Chorus: johnny p

Can you smoke and ride

With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe

Can you smoke and ride

With a playa, like me, and you

Verse two: ak-47

See uhh, laid back i'ma let the proper game at two rats

In the roll like two sacks

Dub essential when my homey came up

On the same drug for layin up they holla who that

Double check, just a couple hoes

Tryin to see where my head was at

On some problem shit

Wish to be up within the party shit

With the blunts and bacardi shit

With the way she was dressed she might as well

Had nuttin on your body bitch

Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get

Nuttin but the proper cheese

To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick

But really doe, once a man advance

And bend blocks smoke the last of these

Pimp cats done cc's

Heavy g's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally

Bags seized through darnell

Heavy sacks and drop-tops

Now look on your map and spot

Where we, r-i-d, e, and smoke

Chorus

Verse three: belo

I, made my money on the dl

Closed shop in the pontiac we bail

To the mall to ball we're all pall

Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females

To the retail

Five double oh period double oh these suits

The girbaud with the boots

Then I scoop, up the loot

Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of

Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear

Spring game in her ear

Tell her miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear

Get her dizzy off the stanberg

Girlie had to run for months to pump up but i'ma handle her

Like a man, i'ma stand if I fall

And when I fall, then the city better make the call

Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes

I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes

Getty shoe fresh guess from head to toe

Only wearin in the do' what the playas know

Bet y'all wanna see me niggaz wanna be me

Never will they pimp free, pimp costs

And I get lost on the slide for the ave gettin high while we ride

Chorus

[johnny p]

Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a cad'

Choppin up the paper for my homies do or die

Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah

Can I say it one more time

Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a cad'

Choppin up the paper for my homies do or die

Whoa yeah, can you smoke and ride

With me baby, check it out...

Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride

C'mon girl ride ride ride ride

Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride

C'mon girl ride ride ride ride

Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)

Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby)

With my homey belo

My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby

Check it out

C'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby

Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl

Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna go

Do you wanna go, yeahhh