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' with the 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 this (Hey, must be the money!)

In the on the late night, feeling right
Looking, trying to spot real nice
Looking for a little shorty I 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 you know that it's on
(Know that on)
I peep coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and slow
Saying she was peeping and I dig the last
"So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I her no?
Her measurements were
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, way over there

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

Face and body Frontenac, know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing nothing
You should feel the impact, on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get that
me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
Watch the paint change, every time I switch lanes
It feel now
Making a living off my brain, instead of now
I got the title my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit changed now
Running checks with no shame 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 pages out of New Jersey Courtney B
Telling me about a up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next
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 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 to go and get high with me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

Check, check, yo, I know something you 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 motherfuckers 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
want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me
We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you niggas
Popping like we dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking
Honey in the club, me in the
Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and friends
So if shorty to knock, we knocking to this
And if want to rock, we rocking to this
And if shorty want to pop, we popping the
wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay
See the ice and the glist'; niggas staring or diss
looking all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss

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

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

Hey, be the money!