Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Where at?

If you want to go and take a ride me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the D's
Oh why do I this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and get high me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

In the club on the night, feeling right
Looking, trying to something real nice
for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) an attitude
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that on
(Know it's on)
I peep something coming towards me on the dance
Sexy and slow
Saying she was and I dig the last video
"So Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements 36-25-34
I like the way you your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you
I the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you, boo, way over there

If you want to go and take a with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' the gold D's
Oh why do I live way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and get with me
Smoke a L in the back of the
Oh why must I feel this (Hey, must be the money!)

Face and body Frontenac, know how to act
Without no on her boots she's bringing nothing back
You should the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them can't get past that
Watch me as I gas 4 dot 6 Range
Watch the candy paint change, time I switch lanes
It strange now
a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done now
credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I complain now (no more)
I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New Jersey Courtney B
Telling me about a up in NYC
And can I it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Paying first class - sitting next to Vanna White

If you want to go and take a with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the D's
Oh why do I live way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and get high me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' the gold D's
Oh why do I live this (Hey, must be the money!)

If you to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the of the Benz-E
Oh why I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

Check, check, yo, I something you don't know
And I've got to tell ya
You won't believe how people straight doubted the flow
Most that I was a failure
But now the same asking me for dough
And I'm yelling: "I can't ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the show?"
no (what's witchyou?!) you for real?!

Hey yo, now I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all
Do me you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you niggas
Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb'
Honey in the club, me in the
Icy grip, telling me to with you and your friends
So if want to knock, we knocking to this
And if shorty want to rock, we rocking to
And if want to pop, we popping the Crist'
wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggas or they diss
Honies all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss

If you to go and take a ride with me
We in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and get with me
Smoke a L in the of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and take a with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' the gold D's
Oh why do I live way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you want to go and get high me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel way? (Hey, must be the money!)

Hey, be the money!