Mmm...

Ooh, ooh

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 with me

We 3-wheelin' in the '4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce 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

Figure I'd look and try to spot somethin' real nice

Lookin' for a little shorty out naughty so that I could take home (I could take home)

(She could be 18) 18 with a attitude

Or 19 kinda snotty actin' real rude

Boo, as long as you're a diggy diggy thick girl you know that it's on (You know that it's on)

I peep somethin' comin' towards me on the dance floor 

Sexy and real slow

Sayin' she was peepin' and "I dig the last video"

"So what, Nelly, do we go" how could I tell her no

Her measurements were 36-25-34

Nelly, 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 with me

We 3-wheelin' in the ‘4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of 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 plastic

When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that

Watch me as I gas that, 4 dot 6, 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 mama, put the whip in my own name now

Damn s*** done changed now

Runnin' credit checks with no shame now

I feel the fame now, I can't complain now

S***, I'm the main 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



If you wanna go and take a ride with me

We 3-wheelin' in the ‘4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of the Benz-y

Oh, why must I feel this way

(Hey, must be the money)



If you wanna go and take a ride with me

We 3-wheelin' in the ‘4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of 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 motherf***ers askin' me for dough

And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"

"Cause Nelly, yo' we gettin" tickets to the next show

Hell no, you for real



Now that I'm a fly guy and I fly high

N****s wanna know why, why I fly by

But yo' it's all good, Range Rover all wood

Do me like you should, f*** me good, s*** me good

We be them stud n****s, wishin' you was n****s

Poppin' like we drug dealers, sippin' Crissy, bud mackin'

Honey in the club, me in the Benz

Icy grip, tellin' me to leave with 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 to wrist

City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen

When I f*** fly b****es, when I walk pay attention

See the ice and the glist', n****s starin' or they diss

Honeys look, you know they wish, come on, boo, gimme kiss, come on



If you wanna go and take a ride with me

We 3-wheelin' in the '4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of the Benz-y

Oh, why must I feel this way

(Hey, must be the money)



If you wanna go and take a ride with me

We 3-wheelin' in the '4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of the Benz-y

Oh, why must I feel this way

(Hey, must be the money)



(Hey, must be the money)

(Hey, must be the money)

(Hey, must be the money)

(Must be the money)



If you wanna go and take a ride with me

We 3-wheelin' in the '4 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 with me

Smoke a ounce in the back of the Benz-y

Oh, why must I feel this way