"Ride Wit Me" by 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

[Chorus] 
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
We three wheeling 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 Benz
Oh why do I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money)

In the club on the late night, feel ya right
Looking, trying ta 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 a attitude or 19 kinda snotty acting
real rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick then girl you know
its on
(you know its on)
I peep summing coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
and saying she was peeping 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, don't know how to act
Without my vouchers all the hoochies bringing nothing 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 living 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 getting)
Niggas out in New Jersey, from Twenty-B
Telling me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn Right
I be on the next flight
Man can, first class sitting next to Vanna White

[Chorus 2x] 

(Check, check)
Yo, I know something you don't know
And I got something 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 needing dough
And I'm yelling 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
Wishing you was niggas
Popping like we drug dealers
Simply cause she bug mackin'
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
I see cute telling 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 popping 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 staring on the glist
Honeys looking on they wish
Come on boo, gimme kiss

[Chorus 2x] 

Hey, must be the money
Hey, must be the money
Hey, must be the money
Hey, must be the money

[Chorus]