Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Where at?

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 this way? (Hey, 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!)

In the club on the night, feeling right
Looking, to spot something real nice
Looking for a shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) with an
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real
But as as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that on)
I peep something coming towards me on the floor
Sexy and slow
Saying she was and I dig the last video
"So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I her no?
Her measurements were
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 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 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!)

Face and body Frontenac, don't how to act
Without no vouchers on her she's bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, on plastic
When the sky's the and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6
the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes
It strange now
Making a living off my brain, instead of now
I got the title my momma put the whip in my own name now
shit done changed now
Running 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
me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the flight
Paying cash; first class - next to Vanna White

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 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!)

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 way? (Hey, 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 this (Hey, must be the money!)

Check, check, yo, I know you don't know
And I've got something to ya
You won't believe how people straight doubted the flow
Most that I was a failure
But now the motherfuckers asking me for dough
And I'm "I can't help ya"
"But can we get tickets to the next 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 all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, me good
We be them stud niggas, you was' niggas
Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, macking
in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, telling me to with you and your friends
So if shorty want to knock, we to this
And if shorty want to rock, we to this
And if shorty want to pop, we popping the
Shorty wanna see the ice, I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggas staring or diss
Honies looking all "they wish" - come on boo, kiss

If you to go and take a ride with me
We in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I this 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 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 to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, be the money!)

Hey, be the money!