Ride Wit Me Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Lyrics:

Where they at [8X]

Chorus

GIf you wanna go and take a Dsus2ride wDit me

Cadd9We three-wheelin in the fo' witDsus2h the Dgold D's

GOh why do I liDsus2ve thiDs way? Cadd9(Hey, must bDsus2e the Dmoney!)

GIf you wanna go and get hDsus2igh wiDt me

Cadd9Smoke a L in the back of thDsus2e BenzD-y

Em7Oh why must I feeDsus2l thisD way? (Cadd9Hey, must be the money!)

Verse 1

GIn the club on the lDate night, feelin right

Cadd9Lookin tryin to spot somethinD real nice

Em7Lookin for a little shorty hot andD horny

Cadd9so that I can take home (I cDsus2an takDe home)

Em7She can be 18 (18) wit an aDsus2ttitudDe

Cadd9or 19 kinda snotty actin reaDsus2l rudeD

Em7Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thDsus2ick giDrl

 you know that it'Cadd9s on (Know that Dsus2it's on)

GI peep something Gcomin towards me up thDsus2e dancDe floor

Cadd9Sexy and real slow (hey), Sayin she was peepin and I dig theDsus2 last Dvideo

GSo when Nelly, can we go; how couDsus2ld I tDell her no?

Cadd9Her measurements were 3Dsus26-25-3D4

 YelliGn I like the waDsus2y you brush your hair Cadd9

 And I like those styDsus2lish clothes you wear

GI like the way the light hiDsus2t the Dice and glare Cadd9

 And I can see you moving Dsus2way over there

Chorus

Verse 2

GFace and body front and back,D don't know how to act

Em7Without no vouchers or booCadd9zers she's bringin nuttin back

GYou should feel the impact, sDhop on plastic

Em7when the sky's the limit and them hCadd9aters can't get past that

GWatch me as I gas that, 4.6D Range

Em7Watch the candy paint change, everytimeCadd9 I switch lanes

GIt feel strange now

DMakin a livin off my Em7brain, instead of 'caine Cadd9now

 I got the title frGom my momma put the whip in my own nameD now

 Damn shit done chanCadd9ged now, runnin credit checks with no Dshame now

 I feeGl the fame now (come on), I cDan't complain now (no more)

 ShiCadd9t I'm the mayne now, inD and out my own town

 I'm gettin pagGes out of New Jersey, from CourtneDy B.

Cadd9Tellin me about a party upD in NYC

GCan I make it? Damn right, I bDe on the next flight

 PCadd9ayin cash; first class - sittin nexDt to Vanna White

Chorus 2x

Verse 3

Cadd9Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know

Em7And DI got somethin to tell ya

Em7You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow

DMost said that I was a failure

Cadd9But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough

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

 "But Em7Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"

DHell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!

[City Spud]

GHey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and ID fly high

Cadd9Niggaz wanna know why, whyD I fly by

GBut yo it's all good, Range RDover all wood

Cadd9Do me like you should - fuckD me good, suck me good

GWe be no stud niggaz, wiDshin you was niggaz

Cadd9Poppin like we drug dealers, sippDin Crissy, bubb' mackin

GHoney in the club, me Din the Benz

Cadd9Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you Dand your friends

GSo if shorty wanna... knock, weD knockin to this

Cadd9And if shorty wanna... rock, weD rockin to this

GAnd if shorty wanna... pop, we Dpoppin the Crist'

Cadd9Shorty wanna see the ice, then DI ice the wrist

GCity talk, Nelly listen; Nelly Dtalk, city listen

Cadd9When I fuck fly bitches; when ID walk pay attention

GSee the ice and the glist'; nigDgaz starin or they diss

Cadd9Honies lookin all they wish - cDome on boo, gimme kiss

Chorus 2x

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