Can I Live
Lil B Lyrics


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Doggytyle, yeah
B.I.G.
Uhh, to all the ladies in the house
Where they at?
Uhh, uhh, check it out
C'mon B.I.

Another day in the ghetto
One look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by a phone ring
Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin' thing
"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
Yo who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy
Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later
Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
Steps out it's the same old scene
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a butt lookin' butter soft
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
Sittin' all thick, with the ruby red lipstick
That's the one I gotta get with

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T

She said "If I get witchu
I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew
Whatcha I think I do? Sling skins for a livin'
My name ain't November, this ain't Thanksgivin
You aint Michael Bivins
Mack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't Tupac I don't "Get Around"
You hittin' this nigga, how that sound?"
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
That's my Neneh Cherry shit, I got somethin' slicker
Let me just sip up on this liquor
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on
This Biggie Smalls phonics, 102
How to squeeze .22's in them Reeboks shoes, huh?

Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha
'Cause I got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T

I said walk me upstairs, 'cause I forgot my Phillies
She said "I don't care, just don't be actin' silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back
Pullin' with the bra strap, threw on my Silk CD
'Cause, "I wanna get freaky with you"
Lose control on the skins is all I can picture
Now I'm about to hitcha

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see

Yo, yo, yo
To all my hoes, respect due
Tamika sorry I left you
Michelle I'm glad I met you
You make the head feel special
Now I know it's official
That I can touch and tease you
Pull up my pants and diss you
And hit the door you came through
Its Cease-a-Lee, a.k.a. Mista Nasty
Germany style, these hoes they blast me
One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me
That's her hands, ankles, feet they ashy
I like the flashy type, who pass with dykes
With long hair, and they ass be right
I get up on that ass, see what that be like
I fuck a bitch good, if she ask me right, huh

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha




"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil B's song "Can I Live" depict a day in the life of the rapper as he navigates the struggles and temptations of the ghetto. The song begins with a reference to Snoop Dogg's album "Doggystyle" and a shoutout to the late rapper Notorious B.I.G. Lil B sets the scene of a hot Saturday in the ghetto, where he finds himself bored and with nothing to do.


As he contemplates his situation, he receives a phone call from someone named Taisha, but he brushes her off, stating that he is busy. He then gets ready, steps outside, and observes the familiar sights of drug addicts and negative news coverage. However, amidst the chaos, he notices an attractive woman with a shapely figure and bold lipstick, catching his attention. He expresses his desire to be with her, emphasizing her physical attributes.


The next verse introduces a conversation between Lil B and the woman he is interested in. She challenges him, stating that if she gets involved with him, she must also get involved with his "hood rat crew." Lil B responds by asserting that he is not involved in illegal activities or promiscuous behavior like some rappers. He dismisses any misconceptions about him and proposes something more sophisticated and enticing, mentioning his prowess in bed.


The song then transitions to Lil B and the woman going upstairs. Despite the woman warning him not to act silly, Lil B believes he has her under his spell with his hardcore rap skills. He envisions moments of intimacy and sexual pleasure, fueled by music and desire.


The third verse changes the perspective to a different rapper, Cease-a-Lee, or Mista Nasty. He addresses various women, expressing gratitude to one named Tamika, gladness to have met Michelle, and admiration for someone who makes him feel special. He arrogantly asserts his ability to pleasure them and disses them before leaving. He describes his preference for flashy and attractive women who associate with other women, emphasizing his sexual prowess and a desire for satisfaction.


Line by Line Meaning

Another day in the ghetto
Every day in the impoverished neighborhood brings frustration


One look outside and I'm already upset yo
Just by glancing outside, my mood is instantly ruined


It look about a hundred-and-two
The temperature outside is scorching hot


It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
It's the weekend, but I have no plans or activities


Uhh, I'm interrupted by a phone ring
Suddenly, my attention is diverted by a phone call


Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin' thing
There are moments when I regret having a phone


"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
The caller is requesting to speak with me, Biggie


Yo who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy
I don't recognize the caller, so I tell them to call me later


Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later
I suggest that the caller contact me through a different method at a later time


Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
After freshening up and changing clothes, I ride the elevator


Steps out it's the same old scene
As I exit, I'm met with the familiar surroundings of the neighborhood


Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I encounter drug addicts and reporters from the local news station


I seen a honey with a butt lookin' butter soft
I notice an attractive woman with a voluptuous and smooth buttocks


I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
I believe she would appear even more appealing if she removed her clothes


Sittin' all thick, with the ruby red lipstick
She sits seductively, displaying her curvaceous body, and wearing bold red lipstick


That's the one I gotta get with
I am determined to pursue a romantic or sexual relationship with her


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


"Why you wanna get with me?"
What is your motivation for wanting to be with me?


'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
The allure stems from the fact that you have an ample and attractive posterior


She said "If I get witchu
She responds, saying that if she engages with me


I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew
She also involves herself with my group of friends who are associated with the ghetto lifestyle


Whatcha I think I do? Sling skins for a livin'
What do you expect? That I sell my body for a living?


My name ain't November, this ain't Thanksgivin
I am not someone who is easily taken advantage of, and this is not a situation for giving thanks


You aint Michael Bivins
You are not capable of having the same level of influence or charisma as Michael Bivins


Mack it up flip it, rub it down
You may have smooth talking skills, but I remain uninterested


Do me baby, I ain't down
Your attempts at seducing me will not be successful


My name ain't Tupac I don't "Get Around"
I am not Tupac, known for engaging in promiscuous behavior, so I won't fall for your advances


You hittin' this nigga, how that sound?
You are trying to pursue a relationship with me, but I question your judgment


Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Firstly, you have mistaken me for someone else


Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
Someone you have already had sexual relations with, let me stop you there


That's my Neneh Cherry shit, I got somethin' slicker
Don't compare me to Neneh Cherry; I have a more impressive approach


Let me just sip up on this liquor
Allow me to casually drink some alcohol


All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
My only desire is to consume marijuana


Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on
I aim to have aggressive sexual relations with you, leaving a lasting impression


This Biggie Smalls phonics, 102
These are the techniques of Biggie Smalls, known as 102


How to squeeze .22's in them Reeboks shoes, huh?
I possess the knowledge of concealing small firearms in Reebok shoes


I said walk me upstairs, 'cause I forgot my Phillies
I request that she accompanies me upstairs to retrieve my Phillies brand cigarettes


She said "I don't care, just don't be actin' silly"
She agrees to the request but warns me not to act foolishly


I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
I am confident that my explicit and aggressive lyrical style has captivated her


And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back
I am certain that she will quickly submit to my advances


Pullin' with the bra strap, threw on my Silk CD
I skillfully remove her bra strap while simultaneously playing a seductive song by Silk


'Cause, "I wanna get freaky with you"
Because I desire to engage in explicit and intimate activities with her


Lose control on the skins is all I can picture
The only thing I can imagine is engaging in passionate and wild sexual activity


Now I'm about to hitcha
And now I am going to make my move on you


Yo, yo, yo
Hey, hey, hey


To all my hoes, respect due
I address all the women I have relationships with, asking for their respect


Tamika sorry I left you
Tamika, I apologize for abandoning you


Michelle I'm glad I met you
Michelle, I am pleased to have made your acquaintance


You make the head feel special
You make me feel sexually gratified


Now I know it's official
Now I am certain and confident about my feelings


That I can touch and tease you
I have the ability to physically and emotionally arouse you


Pull up my pants and diss you
I disrespectfully dismiss and disregard you


And hit the door you came through
I leave through the same door you entered


Its Cease-a-Lee, a.k.a. Mista Nasty
I am known as Cease-a-Lee or Mista Nasty


Germany style, these hoes they blast me
I attract attention from women, German style


One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me
One of the promiscuous women with seductive charm catches my attention


That's her hands, ankles, feet they ashy
Her hands, ankles, and feet appear dry and scaly


I like the flashy type, who pass with dykes
I am attracted to women who flaunt their wealth and social status, often accompanied by female companions


With long hair, and they ass be right
These women have long and luxurious hair, and their buttocks are well-shaped


I get up on that ass, see what that be like
I pursue sexual relations with them to experience the pleasure it brings


I fuck a bitch good, if she ask me right, huh
I engage in satisfying sexual activity with a woman, but only if she explicitly requests it in the proper manner


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


"Why you wanna get with me?"
What is your motivation for wanting to be with me?


'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
The allure stems from the fact that you have an ample and attractive posterior


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


"Why you wanna get with me?"
What is your motivation for wanting to be with me?


'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
The allure stems from the fact that you have an ample and attractive posterior


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I establish a connection with you?


"Why you wanna get with me?"
What is your motivation for wanting to be with me?


'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
The allure stems from the fact that you have an ample and attractive posterior




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LEROY M BELL, CASEY JAMES, JAMES KOWAN LLOYD, CHUCKY THOMPSON, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE

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