Luyện nghe bài hát Ride With Me (Bottom Style) - Rufftown Mob

Where at [8X]

If you wanna go and take a wit me
Wit three women in the fo' the gold D's
Oh why do I live this (Hey, must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get wit me
a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel way? (Hey, must be the money!)

1]
In the on the late night, feelin right
Lookin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an
Or 19 kinda snotty real rude
But as long as you a thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that on)
I something comin towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real (hey)
she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I her no?
Her were 36-25-34
I the way you brush your hair
And I those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and
And I can see you boo from way there

2]
Face and body and back, don't know how to act
Without no on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch
It feel now
Makin a livin off my brain, of 'caine now
I got the title from my put the whippin on end now
Damn shit done now
credit checks 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 pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a up in NYC
And can I make it? right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; class - sittin next to Vanna White

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3]
Check, check - yo, I know somethin you don't
And I got somethin to ya
You won't how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a
But now the motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't ya"
"But can we get tickets to the next show?"
no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!

Hey yo, now I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she
Honey in the club, me in the
Icy grip, me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to
And if shorty wanna... rock, we to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, I ice the wrist
talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they
Honies lookin all they wish - on boo, gimme kiss

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Hey, be the money! [4X]