Ride
Nelly (Feat City Spud) Lyrics

Where they at?
Where are the people we are looking for?

If you want to go and take a ride with me
If you want to ride along with me

We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
We're cruising in a three-wheeled vehicle with gold rims

Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
I wonder why I live my life this way, could it be because I have money?

If you want to go and get high with me
If you want to smoke weed with me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Smoke a blunt in the back of the Mercedes-Benz E-Class

Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
I wonder why I feel this way, could it be because I have money?

In the club on the late night, feeling right
In the club during the late hours of the night, feeling good

Looking, trying to spot something real nice
Looking around the club for someone attractive

Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
Looking for a girl who caught my attention that I want to take home with me

(I can take home)
I can take her home with me

She can be 18 (18) with an attitude
She can be eighteen years old with a sassy personality

Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude
Or she can be nineteen years old, acting stuck-up and rude

But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's on
As long as she's a curvy girl, we can hook up

(Know that it's on)
Understand that we can hook up

I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor
I notice a girl approaching me on the dance floor

Sexy and real slow
She's moving slowly and seductively

Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video
She tells me that she's been watching me and likes my latest music video

"So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
She asks if we can leave together, and I can't refuse

Her measurements were 36-25-34
She has a curvaceous figure with specific measurements of 36-25-34

I like the way you brush your hair
I admire the way you brush your hair

And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like your sense of fashion

I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
I like how the light reflects off of your jewelry

And I can see you, boo, from way over there
I can see you from a distance, baby

Face and body Frontenac, don't know how to act
You have an attractive face and body, and I'm not sure how to conduct myself

Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing nothing back
She doesn't have any receipts for her shoes, meaning she can't return them

You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
You should feel the full effect of the shopping experience, using credit cards as payment

When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
When there are no constraints to how high we can go, and the haters can't stand it

Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
Watch me accelerate in the 4.6-liter Range Rover

Watch the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes
Observe the color of the car's paint change as I switch between lanes

It feel strange now
It's an odd feeling now

Making a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
Making money with my intellect instead of selling cocaine

I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
My mother gave me the vehicle, and now it's in my name

Damn shit done changed now
Damn, things have changed dramatically

Running credit checks with no shame now
Performing background checks on people without any guilt

I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
I'm experiencing the fame now, and I have nothing to complain about

Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm the man now, travelling in and out of my home town

I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B
I'm receiving messages from Courtney B in New Jersey

Telling me about a party up in NYC
She's letting me know about a party in New York City

And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
And can I attend? Of course, I'll be on the next flight there

Paying cash, first class, sitting next to Vanna White
Spending money on a first-class ticket, sitting next to TV hostess Vanna White

Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know
Listen up, there's something I know that you don't

And I've got something to tell ya
I have something important to share with you

You won't believe how many people straight doubted the flow
You wouldn't even begin to imagine how many people dismissed my ability to rap

Most said that I was a failure
Most people claimed that I would never succeed

But now the same motherfuckers asking me for dough
But now those same people are asking me for money

And I'm yelling: "I can't help ya"
And I'm telling them: "I can't assist you"

"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
"Can we get tickets to your next show, Nelly?"

Hell no (what's witchyou?!) you for real?!
Absolutely not (what's wrong with you?!) Are you even serious?!

Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Now that I'm a fashionable dude and I'm successful

Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
People ask why I pass them by so quickly

But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
But it's okay, my Range Rover has all-wooden interiors

Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
Treat me the way you're supposed to - have sex with me well, perform oral sex on me well

We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you was' niggas
We're the popular guys, and you're the ones who wish you were us

Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking
Acting like we're drug dealers, drinking Cristal, and flirting with beautiful women

Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Women in the club are attracted to me, as I'm sitting in my Benz

Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and your friends
Your fingers touching me makes me want to go home with you and your friends

So if shorty want to knock, we knocking to this
So if the girl wants to have sex, we'll do it to this music

And if shorty want to rock, we rocking to this
And if the girl wants to party, we'll do it to this music

And if shorty want to pop, we popping the Crist'
And if the girl wants to drink, we'll have Cristal champagne

Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
If the girl wants to see my jewelry, I'll show her my iced-out wrist

City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen
The city speaks, and I listen, I speak and the city listens

When I fuck fly bitches, when I walk pay attention
When I have sex with attractive women, pay attention to me when I walk

See the ice and the glist', niggas staring or they diss
See the glittering jewelry, people are either admiring it or disapproving

Honies looking all "they wish" - come on boo, gimme kiss
Girls looking at me with envy - come on, baby, give me a kiss

Hey, must be the money!
The reason for all this attention and fame must be because of the money!