Nelly

Nelly - Rde Wit Me songtekst

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[Chorus]
 If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
 We be three wheelin in the four with the gold d's
 Oh why do I live this way?
 (Hey, must be the money)

 If you wanna go and gey high wit me
 Smoke an L in the back with the Benz
 Oh why must I feel this way?
 (Hey must be the money)

 In the club on the late night, feel ya right
 Looking, trying to spot some real nice
 Looking 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 then girl you know it is on
 (you know it is on)
 I peep summin comin towards me on the dance floor
 Sexy and real slow (hey)
 And sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
 Somewhere that we could go
 How could i tell her no?
 Her measurements were 36-25-34
 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

 Chorus

 Face a body front that, dont know how to act
 Without my vouchers all the hoochies bringing nothin back
 You should feel the impact, shop over plas when the skies the limit
 And them haters can't get past that
 Watch me as I gas that, four guy sig pley
 Was there any paint change, every time I switch lane
 It feel strange now
 Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
 I got the title from my momma put the pimpin on name now
 Damn shit to change now
 Running credit checks with no shame now
 I feel a thang now (come on)
 I can't complain (no more)
 Shit I'm the man, now
 In and out my own town (I'm gettin)  
 Niggas out in New Jersey, from Twenty-B
 Tellin me about a party up in NYC
 And can I make it? Damn Right
 I be on the next flight
 Man can, first class sittin next to Vanna White

 Chorus (2x)

 (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 down at the flow
 'fore said that I was a failure
 Is now the same mothefuckers asking me for dough
 And I'm yellin I can't help ya
 "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
 Hell no, (whatchu care?) you for real?

 Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy
 And fly high
 Niggas wanna know why, why I fly by
 Hey yo, its all good
 Range Rover all would
 Do me like you should
 Fuck my good, suck me good
 We be them stuck niggas
 Wishin you was niggas
 Poppin like we drug dealers
 Simply cause she bug mackin
 Honey in the club, me in the benz
 I see cute 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 chris
 Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
 See me talk, Nelly Listen
 Nelly talk, see me listen
 Wanna fuck fly bitches
 When I walk pay attention
 See the ice and the glist
 Niggas starin on the glist
 Honeys lookin on they wish
 Come on boo, gimme kiss

 Chorus(2x)

 Hey, must be the money (4x)

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