Download another clean mp3 audio song by SisQo ft. The Dragon Family and this amazing music is titled “Can I Live”. Actually this wonderful track is popped out of his Contemporary R&B, Pop album which is titled “Return Of Dragon” Which was released in the year 2001. Listen up below!. https://eastnaija.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/SisQo_-_Can_I_Live.mp3 DOWNLOAD MP3 Drop that.. what? Uhh, Sisqo, Associates, T.R. You feel this, what the deal? Oh, oh, you knew I was a nigga from the jump So don’t front Like it was, wakin up buggin Since when, we’ve been messin Flexin, numbers been good, no doubt But now tryna get me on lock down Tryna figure out what I’m all about If I’m worn out, no chillin wit, what I’m dealin wit Just can’t, just can’t handle it You’re not my girl and I’m not your man I’m a tell you again so you understand I’m not tryna be callin, I’m not movin, not buggin Not tryna get stuck in somethin I can’t get of If you thought twice shorty then I doubt ya You two get off-a my back You not too tight, need to cut my some slack So let’s go Can I live, can I breathe I can’t exhail, get off-a me What I do, where I be Can I see, without you tellin me what is this Can I live, can I breathe I can’t exhail, get off-a me Give me privacyyy! Met her at the club, it was pumpin Drunk as hell, got the Henne’, but thugin Smokin somethin, I saw you with your girlfriend Actin like your cousins, but you really wasn’t Plus I caught you wit the horny face GRRR! And you loved it Took it to the crib for some fuckin Touchin, huggin, lotta rubbin You always layin, not bustin I hollered at you cause your body was right And I stay smashin lip cause the shit was tight What was your time, come with me tonight If you thought it was sweet, ain’t not tonight I won’t go that how and it ain’t my life I’ma baller, you a chicken, need to get it right So get my wisdom, why you stressin me? Need to stop stressin me You can’t handle it, chills in the memory! Leave ’em, love ’em, bust, I leave ’em That is just the way I treat ’em I don’t know your type or reason Not my girl so I’m not cheatin Never, ever, never, ever (?) This is the game, so begin! T.R., oh, oh They put this in the club, I feel faintly attracted Ain’t tryna go home to the smell of old rabbits That’s why we doin chill so I steal it from your cabbage The meanin of expense and to clarify your status You and Magina, and I ain’t your partner So chill wit that crazy bullshit that you sparkin Crazy enough to bull-clock, you bent off a Ken Robert Replys on your signature, smotherin my inbox Call all the time, but never seen I could smell when you call boo you get the in button I never understood you ain’t in the wood somethin So why you keep binoculars in hand like the cuffin You grey-hairin me, no better yet Fuck that boo you’re scarin me, talk you want to marry me Love, go stalk another nigga, I ain’t greavin It’s a piece so why I’m pullin out the scissors now bounce, bounce Leave ’em, love ’em, bust, I leave ’em That is just the way I treat ’em I don’t know your type or reason Not my girl so I’m not cheatin Never, ever, never, ever (?) This is the game, so begin! Whoa whoa, we out Sisqo, another one T.R., uhh uhh, ONE!