Do U Wanna Ride (Album Version|Edited)

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'