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Ride Wit Me

Artist:Nelly  Album:Country Grammar  Writer:HAYNES CORNELL/WEBB LAVELL  Composer:EPPERSON JASON 

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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) If you wanna go and take a ride wit me We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's Oh why do I look this way (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e Oh why do I feel this way (Hey, must be the money) In the club on the late night feel ya right Lookin, tryin ta spot some 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 a attitude or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude But as long as you a diggy-diggy then girl you know its on (you know its on) I peep summin comin towards me on the dance floor Sexy and real slow (hey) and sayin she was beepin and I dig the last video Somewhere that we could go How could I tell her no Her measurements were 36-25-34 I like the way you brush it And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you movin way over there If you wanna go and take a ride wit me We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's Oh why do I look this way (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e Oh why do I feel this way (Hey, must be the money) Face a body front that don't know how to act Without my vouchers all the hoochies bringing nothin back You should feel the impact shop over plas when the skies the limit And them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas that four guy sig pley Was there any paint change every time I switch lane It feel strange now Makin a livin off my brain instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma put the pimpin on name now Damn shit to change now Running credit checks with no shame now I feel a thang now (come on) I can't complain (no more) Shit I'm the man, now In and out my own town (I'm gettin) Niggas out in New Jersey from Twenty-B Tellin me about a party up in NYC And can I make it Damn Right I be on the next flight Man can, first class sittin next to Vanna White If you wanna go and take a ride wit me We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's Oh why do I look this way (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e


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