If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
In the club on the late night, feeling right
Looking, trying to spot something real nice
Looking for a little shorty I noticed
so that I can take her home
(I can take her home)
She could be eighteen
(eighteen) with an attitude
Or nineteen, kinda snotty, acting real rude
For as long as you a thicky-thicky- thick girl,
you know that it's on (You know that it's on)
I peep something coming towards me
on the dance floor, sexy and real slow
Saying she been peeping and
"I dig the last video
Somewhere, Nelly, we could go?"
How could I tell her no?
Her measurements was 36-25-34,
yelling "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"
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
...face and body Frontenac,
don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots
she's bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact,
shopping with plastic
Sky's the limit
and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that
four-dot-six Range
Watch the candy paint change,
every time I switch lanes
It feels strange now,
making a living off my brain
instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma,
put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now,
running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now
I can't complain now
Shit I'm the mayne now,
in and out my own town
...pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B.
Telling me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right,
I'll be on the next flight
Paying cash, first class,
sitting next to Vanna White, c'mon
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
...yo, I know something you don't know
And I've got something to tell ya
You won’t believe how many people
straight doubted the flow
Most said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers
asking me for dough
And I'm yelling: "I can't help ya"
"Yo, Nelly, can we get tickets
to the next show?" (Hell no, you for real?)
...yo, now that I'm a sly guy, and I sly high
Niggas want to know why, why I sly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should,
fuck me good, suck me good
They be no stud niggas,
wishing you was, niggas
Fucking like the drug dealers,
sipping Crissy, bub' macking
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
I see Chris, telling me to leave
with you and your friends
So if shorty wanna knock, we knocking to this
And if shorty wanna rock, we rocking to this
And if shorty wanna pop, we popping the Cris'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen
Wanna fuck fly bitches,
when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the gliss,
niggas staring, know they diss
Honies looking, know they wish,
come on boo, gimme kiss, c'mon
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
(Hey, must be the money!)
(Hey, must be the money!)
(Hey, must be the money!)
(Must be the money!)
If you wanna go and take a ride with me
We 3- wheeling in the Fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way?
(Hey, must be the money!)
[Fade out]