Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Where at?

If you want to go and a ride with me
We in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live way? (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 club on the late night, right
Looking, trying to spot something real
Looking for a little shorty I noticed so I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) an attitude
Or 19, snotty, acting real rude
But as long as you a girl you know that it's on
(Know it's on)
I peep something towards me on the dance floor
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 were
I the way you brush your hair
And I like stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and
And I can see you, boo, from way there

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 this (Hey, must be the money!)

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

and body Frontenac, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing 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 that 4 dot 6
Watch the paint change, every time I switch lanes
It strange now
a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title my momma put the whip in my own name now
shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own
I'm getting out of New Jersey from Courtney B
Telling me about a up in NYC
And can I it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Paying cash; class - sitting next to Vanna White

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

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

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

Check, check, yo, I something you don't know
And I've got something to ya
You won't how many 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 that I'm a fly guy, and I fly
Niggas want to know 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 stud niggas, 'wishing you was' niggas
Popping like we dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking
Honey in the club, me in the
Icy grip, me to leave with you and your friends
So if shorty want to knock, we knocking to
And if shorty to rock, we rocking to this
And if shorty to pop, we popping the Crist'
wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city
When I fuck fly when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the niggas staring or they diss
looking all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss

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

If you want to go and get with me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why I feel 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 this way? (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!)

Hey, be the money!