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Nelly-Ride Wit Me

Artist:Nelly 

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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? Com'n 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 Benzy 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 hot and horny 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 Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl You know that it's on, you know that it's on I peep somethin' comin' towards me up the dance floor Sexy and real slow, sayin' she was peepin' and I dig the last video So when Nelly, we can 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 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 Benzy 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 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, [Incomprehensible] Watch the candy paint change, every time 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, I can't complain now 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 N.Y.C. 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 Benzy Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)


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