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Jay-Z

Do u wanna ride

[Intro]
This is the operator with a collect call from "Emory Jones"
To accept the charges, press one now

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, woo!
Emory whattup?
Told you I ainīt too good with writin letters and all
Shit I donīt even write rhymes
But what I will do
Iīma send you this opus scribed through the airwaves
Vibe with me

[Chorus: John Legend]
I knowwwww.. I knowwwwww
Some places we can go, some places we can go
I knowwwww.. I knowwwwww!
Some places we can go, some places we can go
Do you wanna riiiiiiide... with me
Do you wanna RIIIIIIIDE... with me

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah nigga I bet we was kids and had dreams of bein here
I said "we" cause Iīm here, you here!
Uhh
Yeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved family
Cigarette boats, yachts, ainīt nowhere we canīt go
We in South Beach and the Hamptons too baby!

[Jay-Z]
You know why they call The Projects a project, because itīs a project!
An experiment, where in it, only itīs 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, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah thatīs our sex
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
Swanson got the spot, shit we started our trek
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ainīt made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See Iīm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
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 gonī eat through this bread
Now letīs ride

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]
Uh-huh, geah
Iīm crushin īem all for Jones
MTV, BET, the Grammys, crushed linen, purple label
All that fly shit we talked about
Give him some nice pinky rings with the blue diamonds and eīrything
Hehehe, thatīs what we talked about right?
Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me

[Jay-Z]
International Hovī, I told you so
Forty 40īs out in Tokyo
Singapore, all this from singin songs
Comin up though we thought slingin raw
was the end all be all of bein rich didnīt we
Little did I know my moī potent delivery
would deliver me, kingpin of the inkpen
Monster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsor
Heh, the Cola, yeah
Hova still gettin it in with soda
Diet, no sir, I ainīt lose no weight
Started from the crates now Iīm sittin on a whole case
Since they got you sittin on that old case
Our dreams is on hold like Tivo
So I canīt wait ītil you get your date
I got some temp plates outside of the gate
We gonī ride

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Geah
Donīt even worry about it though, you ainīt missed nuttin
It only gets better, they got the Maybach Coupe now
Look like the Batmobile, the Phantom the top just comes off that joint
It only gets better
They caught your body they canīt trap your mind
Keep your spirit alive read your books
Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere
Vibe with me, cīmon

[Jay-Z]
Now me and my lilī mama, Kita and Tata
Juan and Dez out in San Tropez
Jay round in Gabana, sneakin marijuana
You know that Mary J. give you +No More Drama+
Lost a couple friends this whole shit got weird
But when you get home you know your spotīs reserved, ya heard?
I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz on
Now we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sun
I ainīt forget you cousin, hehe
Yeah nigga yīall can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to
Yīall niggaz come and cīmon, playin money marathon
My youngīn is LeBron, you know what that makes me baby
Big Homey! Hehe, Emory whatīs up?

[Chorus - starts over last few lines of above]

[Jay - over Chorus]
Wanī ride with us? Youīre more than welcome
We ainīt on no bullshit, uhh
Put your feet up
Big Tye I see you boy
Guru, I donīt usually do this but
Roll me up son man
Let me get mellow on this shit right here
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, white paper though nigga
Canīt even fuck with those blunts
White paper baby, old school nigga gimme a joint
Smooth it out, Young H.O.
Henry Jones
Word to my momma we livin!

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