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Lyrics for Ride Wit Me by Nelly:
| | | Artist: | Nelly |
| | Album: | Country Grammar | | Track: | Ride Wit Me | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 88 | | | | Lyrics: | where they at where they at
where they at where they at
where they at where they
at
where they at come on now
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if you wanna go and take a ride wit
me
wit three women in the fo wit the gold cds
oh why do i live this way
(hey) must be
the money
if you wanna go and get high wit me
smoke an L in the back of the benzie
oh
why must i feel this way
(hey) must be the money
in the club on the late nite
feelin right
lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
looking for a lil shorty hot n
horny
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 thicky thicky thick
girl you know that
its on
you know that its on
i peep somethin comin towards me on the dance floor
sexy
and really slow (hey)
sayin she was peepin and i dig the last video
somewhere nelly we
could go
how could i tell her no
her measurements was 36 25 34 feel it
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 from way over there
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face a
body from that don't know how to act
without the vouchers on the gucci's bringing nothin
back
you should feel the impact shop on plastic (where the) sky is the limit
and them
haters can't get past that
watch me as i gas that four dot six range
watch the candy paint
change every time i switch lanes
it feels 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 gonna
change now
running credit checks with no shame now
i feel the fame now come on
i
can't complain no more
shit i'm the man now
in and outta my own town
(i'm getting
pages) out of new jerz from courtney b
tellin me about a party up in n y c
and can i make
it damn right
i be on the next flight
payin cash first class sittin next to vanna
white
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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 mothafuckas askin me for
dough
and i'm yellin i can't help ya
yo nelly can we get tickets to the next
show
(whatcha think) hell nah you for real
hey yo now that i'm a fly guy
and i
fly high
niggas wanna know why why i fly by
but yo its all good
range rover all
wood
do me like you should
fuck me good suck me good
we be them stud
niggas
wishin you was niggas
poppin like we drug dealers
sippin crissy bud
makin
honey in the club me in the benz
i see a cutie 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 criss
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
niggas starin at the glist
honeys
lookin no they wish
come on boo gimme kiss c'mon
chorus
chorus
'must
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