Can You Be? - Baby Smoove.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Jaelin Parker
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jaelin Parker
[00:09.539][Intro]
[00:11.044]Can you, baby? Can you?
[00:12.319]
[00:12.821][Chorus]
[00:13.573]Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?
[00:17.110]When you leave the club, please call my phone, I just wan' rub you
[00:20.371]I love when you get dressed, you put it on, I take it off you
[00:23.635]I know when she get home, she call my phone like, "Bae, where are you?"
[00:27.154]Yeah, she don't ask me 'bout no other bitches, she know she's my number one
[00:30.948]You might not never find the perfect bitch, go 'head and build you one
[00:34.709]Plenty tings I got on one line, they'll give me they pum-pum
[00:37.973]From the back, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drum
[00:39.734]
[00:40.236][Verse]
[00:41.323]Soon as I walk in, bitches eyein' me, I could pick 'bout any one
[00:44.848]Security know that they can't touch me, I brought my pint and gun
[00:48.357]Tired of all them with this Rick, I could've bought a Kia truck
[00:51.619]I got four carats that's in each ear, hate when my ear get stuck
[00:55.131]These niggas out here, they be soft as hell, when the **** did y'all get tough?
[00:58.649]I can't afford to take no loss, so **** the man, we stuff the truck
[01:01.659]Yeah, my lil' bitch so bad, when she walk past, I smack her butt
[01:05.672]Yeah, all your bitches trash, you **** with shit I wouldn't even touch
[01:08.935]Yeah, when you find out she a ho, just let her ho, don't beat her up
[01:12.198]Her ass fat, her coochie fat, so both of them is just a plus
[01:15.712]I let her show for me inside the Maybach, now she love the truck
[01:18.974]Her last nigga had a Ford, I think he drove a pickup truck
[01:21.002]
[01:21.754][Chorus]
[01:22.506]Can you be the one just who I trust that I make love to?
[01:25.517]When you leave the club, please call my phone, I just wan' rub you
[01:28.838]I love when you get dressed, you put it on, I take it off you
[01:32.352]I know when she get home, she call my phone like, "Bae, where are you?"
[01:35.614]Yeah, she don't ask me 'bout no other bitches, she know she's my number one
[01:39.700]You might not never find the perfect bitch, go 'head and build you one
[01:43.209]Plenty tings I got on one line, they'll give me they pum-pum
[01:46.468]From the back, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drum

文本歌词

作词 : Jaelin Parker
作曲 : Jaelin Parker
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?"
Yeah, 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
From the back, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drum

Soon as I walk in, bitches eyein' me, I could pick 'bout 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, when the **** did y'all get tough?
I can't afford to take no loss, so **** the man, we stuff the truck
Yeah, my lil' bitch so bad, when she walk past, I smack her butt
Yeah, all your bitches trash, you **** with shit I wouldn't even touch
Yeah, when you find out she a ho, just let her ho, 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?"
Yeah, 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
From the back, I love just how she clap it, sound just like a drum