Nelly - Ride Wit Me Lyrics

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Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

Where they at? Where they at?

C'mon now

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

In the club on the late night feelin' right

Lookin' tryin' to spot somethin' real nice

Lookin' for a little shorty I noticed

So that I can take home I can take home

She can be 18 18 wit an attitude

Or 19 kinda snotty actin' real rude

But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl

You know that it's on know that it's on

I peep something comin' towards me on the dance floor

Sexy and real slow hey

Sayin' she was peepin' and I dig the last video

So when Nelly can we go how could I tell her no?

Her measurements were 36-25-34

I like the way you brush your hair

And I like those stylish clothes you wear

I like the way the light hit the ice and glare

And I can see you boo from way over there

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

Face and body front and back don't know how to act

Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin' nuttin back

You should feel the impact shop on plastic

When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that

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Watch me as I gas that fo' dot six Range

Watch the candy paint change everytime I switch lanes

It feel strange now

Makin' a livin' off my brain instead of 'caine now

I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now

Damn shit done changed now

Runnin' credit checks with no shame now

I feel the fame now come on I can't complain now no more

Shit I'm the mayne now in and out my own town

I'm gettin' pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B

Tellin' me about a party up in NYC

And can I make it? Damn right I be on the next flight

Payin' cash first class sittin' next to Vanna White

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

Check check yo I know somethin' you don't know

And I got somethin' to tell ya

You won't believe how many people straight doubted the flow

Most said that I was a failure

But now the same motherfuckers askin' me fo' dough

And I'm yellin' "I can't help ya

"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"

Hell no what's witchu?! You for real?!

Hey yo now that I'm a fly guy and I fly high

Niggaz wanna know why? Why I fly by?

But yo it's all good Range Rover all wood

Do me like you should fuck me good suck me good

We be them stud niggaz wishin' you was niggaz

Poppin' like we drug dealers sippin' Cris-sy bubb' mackin'

Honey in the club me in the Benz

Icy grip tellin' me to leave wit you and your friends

So if shorty wanna knock we knockin' to this

And if shorty wanna rock we rockin' to this

And if shorty wanna pop we poppin' the Crist'

Shorty wanna see the ice then I ice the wrist

City talk Nelly listen Nelly talk city listen

When I fuck fly bitches when I walk pay attention

See the ice and the glist' niggaz starin' or they diss

Honies lookin' all they wish come on boo gimme kiss

Come on

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

Hey must be the money!

Hey must be the money!

Hey must be the money!

Must be the money!

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin' in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way?

(Hey must be the money!)

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