Ride Wit Me Lyrics - Country Grammar - Nelly

Where they at (Where they at) 

Where they at (Where they at) 

Where they at (Where they at) 

Where they at (Where they at) 

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me 

We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's 

Oh why do I look this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

If you wanna go and get high wit me 

Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e 

Oh why do I feel this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

In the club on the late night, feel ya right 

Lookin, tryin ta spot some 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 a attitude or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude 

But as long as you a diggy-diggy then girl you know its on (you know its on) 

I peep summin comin towards me on the dance floor 

Sexy and real slow (hey) and sayin she was beepin 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 it 

And I like those stylish clothes you wear 

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I like the way the light hit the ice and glare 

And I can see you movin way over there 

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me 

We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's 

Oh why do I look this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

If you wanna go and get high wit me 

Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e 

Oh why do I feel this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

Face a body front that, don't 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) 

Photos 

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 

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me 

We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's 

Oh why do I look this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

If you wanna go and get high wit me 

Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e 

Oh why do I feel this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

Herhaal Refrein 

(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 floor 

'fore said that I was a failure 

Is now the same motherfuckers that's be needin 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 I 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 me 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 

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me 

We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's 

Oh why do I look this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

If you wanna go and get high wit me 

Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e 

Oh why do I feel this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

Herhaal Refrein 

Hey, must be the money 

Hey, must be the money 

Hey, must be the money 

Hey, must be the money 

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me 

We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's 

Oh why do I look this way? 

(Hey, must be the money) 

If you wanna go and get high wit me 

Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e 

Oh why do I feel this way? 

(Hey, must be the money)