Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Where at?

If you want to go and take a with me
We in the fo' with 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 back of the
Oh why must I feel way? (Hey, must be the money!)

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

If you want to go and take a ride 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 this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

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

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

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

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

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 motherfuckers asking me for
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 want to why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Rover all wood
Do me like you should - me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you niggas
Popping like we drug dealers, Crissy, bubb' macking
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 want to rock, we rocking to this
And if want to pop, we popping the Crist'
Shorty see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay
See the ice and the glist'; staring or they diss
Honies all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss

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

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

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

If you to go and get high with 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!