Just me and you

O o o you my soul, just me and you know
There plenty of stuff i can do
But i never turn down
Lets throw are lighter's up in
The air for all are
Fallen solider's you know you
Want to smoke one
And get high with me o o o there plenty
Of stuff we can do when you fall asleep

Hold up this for them mafia gang that we
All know getting plenty of that dope
Hold one light it up let drink
Another one with your hoe
Who gonna mess with us you just don't
Know i be at your backdoor with a 4 4 pole
She smoking up for me
She my everything i call her my baby queen
Mm what that smell it smell like old fashion
Cheese come roll a joint up with me
Plenty hoe's at my hotel you just don't
Know i got plenty money and clothe's
She calling me up
She want this good dick love o
O baby don't try your luck
E w what that smell it your girl pussy on
A carton of milk n'a we can't fuck