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Nelly Furtado
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Ride Wit Me
Where they at, where they at Where they at, where they at Where they at, where they at Where they at, come on 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
Now 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, you 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, 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, 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
Now if you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with 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 the plastic When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, fo' dot six Range 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, 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, come on
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Now if you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with 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
Now if you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with 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' Yo 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
Now if you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with 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
Now if you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? Hey, must be the money
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