[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