Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me (remix)

Where at?

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 with me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this (Hey, must be the money!)

In the club on the 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) with an
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting rude
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know it's on
(Know that on)
I peep coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and slow
she was peeping and I dig the last video
"So when Nelly, can we go?" How I tell her no?
Her were 36-25-34
I the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you
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 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 high me
a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this (Hey, must be the money!)

and body Frontenac, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots bringing nothing back
You feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the the limit and them haters can't get past that
me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
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 from my momma put the whip in my own now
shit done changed now
Running credit checks no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't now (no more)
Shit I'm the now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New from 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 - sitting next to White

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

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

Check, check, yo, I something you don't know
And got something to tell 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 "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get to the next 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, Range all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, me good
We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you was'
Popping like we dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking
in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and your
So if want to knock, we knocking to this
And if shorty want to rock, we rocking to
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 pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggas or they diss
Honies looking all "they wish" - come on boo, kiss

If you want to go and take a 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 this way? (Hey, 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 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!)

Hey, be the money!