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

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

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

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

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Face and front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin
You should the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch
It strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of now
I got the title from my momma put the on end now
shit done 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 gettin pages out of New Jersey, Courtney B.
Tellin me a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next
Payin first class - sittin next to Vanna White

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

Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly
Niggaz wanna why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply she butt-naked
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'
wanna see the ice, then 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'; niggaz or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, kiss

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Hey, must be the money!