Soul Plane movie - Ride wit Me lyrics

rate me

Song by Nelly feat. City Spud<br /><br>

Where they at (Where they at)<br>

Where they at (Where they at)<br>

Where they at (Where they at)<br>

Where they at (Where they at)<br>

<br>

[Chorus]<br>

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me<br>

We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's<br>

Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)<br>

<br>

If you wanna go and get high wit me<br>

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y<br>

Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)<br>

<br>

[Verse 1]<br>

In the club on the late night, feelin right<br>

Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice<br>

Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home <br>

(I can take home)<br>

She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude <br>

or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude<br>

Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on <br>

(Know that it's on)<br>

I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor <br>

Sexy and real slow (hey) <br>

Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video<br>

So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?<br>

Her measurements were 36-25-34<br>

Yellin I like the way you brush your hair<br>

And I like those stylish clothes you wear<br>

I like the way the light hit the ice and glare<br>

And I can see you boo from way over there<br>

<br>

[Chorus]<br>

<br>

[Verse 2]<br>

Face and body front and back, don't know how to act<br>

Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back<br>

You should feel the impact, shop on plastic<br>

when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that<br>

Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range<br>

Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes<br>

It feel strange now<br>

Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now<br>

I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now<br>

Damn shit done changed now<br>

Runnin credit checks with no shame now<br>

I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)<br>

Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town<br>

I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.<br>

Tellin me about a party up in NYC<br>

Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight<br>

Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White<br>

<br>

[Chorus 2X]<br>

<br>

[Verse 3]<br>

Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know<br>

And I got somethin to tell ya<br>

You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow<br>

Most said that I was a failure<br>

But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough<br>

And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"<br>

"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"<br>

Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!<br>

<br>

[City Spud]<br>

Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high<br>

Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by<br>

But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood<br>

Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good<br>

We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz<br>

Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin<br>

Honey in the club, me in the Benz<br>

Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends<br>

So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this<br>

And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this<br>

And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'<br>

Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist<br>

City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen<br>

When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention<br>

See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss<br>

Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss<br>

<br>

[Chorus 2X]<br>

<br>

Hey, must be the money! [4X]<br>

<br>

[Chorus]<br>

<br>