Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me (remix)

Where at?

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 want to go and get high 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, feeling
Looking, trying to spot something real
Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) with an
Or 19, snotty, acting real rude
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick you know that it's on
(Know that on)
I something coming towards me on the dance floor
and real slow
Saying she was peeping and I dig the video
"So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I her no?
Her measurements 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 to go and take a ride 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 feel way? (Hey, must be the money!)

Face and body Frontenac, know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing back
You should feel the impact, on plastic
When the the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6
Watch the candy change, every time I switch lanes
It feel now
a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit changed now
Running credit with no shame now
I feel the now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New from Courtney B
Telling me a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next
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 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 way? (Hey, be the money!)

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

Check, check, yo, I know something you know
And I've got something to ya
You won't believe how many people straight doubted the
Most said that I was a
But now the same motherfuckers asking me for
And I'm yelling: "I can't 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
want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all
Do me like you should - fuck me good, me good
We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you was'
Popping like we drug dealers, 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 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, city
When I fuck fly when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggas staring or they
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 (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 way? (Hey, must be the money!)

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 want to go and get 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!