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lirik lagu ride wit me – nelly

where they at [8x]

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!)

[verse 1]
in the club on the late night, feelin right
lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
lookin for a little shorty hot and h*rny so that i can take home
(i can take home)
she can be 18 (18) wit an att*tude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
boo, 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 up the dance floor
s*xy 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
yellin 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 moving way over there


[verse 2]
face and body front and back, don’t know how to act
without no vouchers or boozers 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
watch me as i gas that, 4.6 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 t*tle from my momma put the whip in my own name now
d*mn sh*t done changed now
runnin credit checks with no shame now
i feel the fame now (come on), i can’t complain now (no more)
sh*t 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
can i make it? d*mn right, i be on the next flight
payin cash; first cl*ss – sittin next to vanna white

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3]
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 motherf*ckers askin me fo’ dough
and i’m yellin, “i can’t help ya”
“but nelly can we get tickets to the next show?”
h*ll no (what’s witchu?!) you for real?!

[city spud]
hey yo, now that i’m a fly guy, and i fly high
n*gg*z wanna know why, why i fly by
but yo it’s all good, range rover all wood
do me like you should – f*ck me good, suck me good
we be no stud n*gg*z, wishin you was n*gg*z
poppin like we drug dealers, sippin crissy, 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 f*ck fly b*tches; when i walk pay attention
see the ice and the glist’; n*gg*z starin or they diss
honies lookin all they wish – come on boo, gimme kiss

[chorus 2x]

hey, must be the money! [4x]


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