Do U Wanna Ride (Album Version|Edited) - Jay-Z/John Legend
Written by：K. West/Shawn Carter/J.Stephens
This is the operator with a collect call from Emory Jones
To accept the charges press one now
Uhh woo
Emory whattup
Told you I ain't too good with writin letters and all
S**t I don't even write rhymes
But what I will do
I'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwaves
Vibe with me
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
You know why they call the projects a project
Because it's a project
An experiment we're in it only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top yes
As kids we would daydream sitting on our steps
Pointing at cars like yeah that's our s*x
Hustlers profits made our eyes stretch
So on some Dr. Spock s**t we started our trek
Some of us made it most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
We show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory keep him alive
This is a collect call So every time I press 5
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed and still holdin' his head
So when he hits the streets
He gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
International Hov I told you so
40/40s out in Tokyo
Singapore all this from singing songs
Coming up though we thought slinging raw
Was the end-all-be-all of being rich didn't we
Little did I know my mo' potent delivery
Would deliver me kingpin' of the ink pen
Monster of the double entendre
Coke is still my sponsor
Heh the Cola yeah
Hova still getting' it in with soda
Diet no sir I ain't lose no weight
Started from the crates now I'm sitting on a whole case
Since they got you sitting on that old case
Our dreams is on hold like TiVo
So I can't wait till you get your date
I got some temp plates outside of the gate
We gon' ride
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
Now me and my lil' mama Quita and Ty-Ty
Juan and Dez out in San Tropez
Jay Brown and Kawanna sneaking m*******a
You know that Mary J. give you no more drama
Lost a couple friends this whole s**t got weird
But when you get home
You know your spot's reserved ya heard
I put my n***as on my n***as put they n***as on
Now we all somewhere foreign chillin' sippin' somethin'
I ain't forget you cousin heh yeah
N***a y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to
Y'all n***as come and c'mon playin' money marathon
My young'n is LeBron you know what that makes me baby
Big Homie hehe Emory what's up
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
Let me get mellow on this s**t right here
Uh-huh yeah
Uh-huh white paper though n***a
Can't even f**k with those blunts
White paper baby old school n***a gimme a joint
Smooth it out
Young H.O
Emory Jones
Word to my momma we livin'
Written by：K. West/Shawn Carter/J.Stephens
This is the operator with a collect call from Emory Jones
To accept the charges press one now
Uhh woo
Emory whattup
Told you I ain't too good with writin letters and all
S**t I don't even write rhymes
But what I will do
I'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwaves
Vibe with me
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
You know why they call the projects a project
Because it's a project
An experiment we're in it only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top yes
As kids we would daydream sitting on our steps
Pointing at cars like yeah that's our s*x
Hustlers profits made our eyes stretch
So on some Dr. Spock s**t we started our trek
Some of us made it most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
We show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory keep him alive
This is a collect call So every time I press 5
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed and still holdin' his head
So when he hits the streets
He gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
International Hov I told you so
40/40s out in Tokyo
Singapore all this from singing songs
Coming up though we thought slinging raw
Was the end-all-be-all of being rich didn't we
Little did I know my mo' potent delivery
Would deliver me kingpin' of the ink pen
Monster of the double entendre
Coke is still my sponsor
Heh the Cola yeah
Hova still getting' it in with soda
Diet no sir I ain't lose no weight
Started from the crates now I'm sitting on a whole case
Since they got you sitting on that old case
Our dreams is on hold like TiVo
So I can't wait till you get your date
I got some temp plates outside of the gate
We gon' ride
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
I know I know
Some places we can go some places we can go
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
Now me and my lil' mama Quita and Ty-Ty
Juan and Dez out in San Tropez
Jay Brown and Kawanna sneaking m*******a
You know that Mary J. give you no more drama
Lost a couple friends this whole s**t got weird
But when you get home
You know your spot's reserved ya heard
I put my n***as on my n***as put they n***as on
Now we all somewhere foreign chillin' sippin' somethin'
I ain't forget you cousin heh yeah
N***a y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to
Y'all n***as come and c'mon playin' money marathon
My young'n is LeBron you know what that makes me baby
Big Homie hehe Emory what's up
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna ride with me
Let me get mellow on this s**t right here
Uh-huh yeah
Uh-huh white paper though n***a
Can't even f**k with those blunts
White paper baby old school n***a gimme a joint
Smooth it out
Young H.O
Emory Jones
Word to my momma we livin'
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