Lirik Lagu Do U Wanna Ride - Jay-Z
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
(feat. John Legend)
[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 ain't too good with writin letters and allShit I don't even write rhymesBut what I will doI'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwavesVibe with me
[Chorus: John Legend]I knowwwww.. I knowwwwwwSome places we can go, some places we can goI knowwwww.. I knowwwwww!Some places we can go, some places we can goDo you wanna riiiiiiide... with meDo you wanna RIIIIIIIDE... with me
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, uh-huhYeah nigga I bet we was kids and had dreams of bein hereI said "we" cause I'm here, you here!UhhYeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved familyCigarette boats, yachts, ain't nowhere we can't goWe in South Beach and the Hamptons too baby!
[Jay-Z]You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!An experiment, where in it, only it's objectsAnd the object for us to explore our prospectsAnd sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!As kids we would daydream, sittin on our stepsPointin at cars like yeah that's our sexHustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretchSwanson got the spot, shit we started our trekSome of us made it, most of us digressedIn the name of those who ain't made it my progressShow success please live through meSee I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive(This is a collect call) So everytime I press fiveAll he wanna hear is his boy talk flyUp in the fed, and still holdin his headSo when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this breadNow let's ride
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, geahI'm crushin 'em all for JonesMTV, BET, the Grammys, crushed linen, purple labelAll that fly shit we talked aboutGive him some nice pinky rings with the blue diamonds and e'rythingHehehe, that's what we talked about right?Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me
[Jay-Z]International Hov', I told you soForty 40's out in TokyoSingapore, all this from singin songsComin up though we thought slingin rawwas the end all be all of bein rich didn't weLittle did I know my mo' potent deliverywould deliver me, kingpin of the inkpenMonster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsorHeh, the Cola, yeahHova still gettin it in with sodaDiet, no sir, I ain't lose no weightStarted from the crates now I'm sittin on a whole caseSince they got you sittin on that old caseOur dreams is on hold like TivoSo I can't wait 'til you get your dateI got some temp plates outside of the gateWe gon' ride
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, uh-huhGeahDon't even worry about it though, you ain't missed nuttinIt only gets better, they got the Maybach Coupe nowLook like the Batmobile, the Phantom the top just comes off that jointIt only gets betterThey caught your body they can't trap your mindKeep your spirit alive read your booksMatter of fact, let me take you somewhereVibe with me, c'mon
[Jay-Z]Now me and my lil' mama, Kita and TataJuan and Dez out in San TropezJay round in Gabana, sneakin marijuanaYou know that Mary J. give you +No More Drama+Lost a couple friends this whole shit got weirdBut when you get home you know your spot's reserved, ya heard?I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz onNow we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sunI ain't forget you cousin, heheYeah nigga y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want toY'all niggaz come and c'mon, playin money marathonMy young'n is LeBron, you know what that makes me babyBig Homey! Hehe, Emory what's up?
[Chorus - starts over last few lines of above]
[Jay - over Chorus]Wan' ride with us? You're more than welcomeWe ain't on no bullshit, uhhPut your feet upBig Tye I see you boyGuru, I don't usually do this butRoll me up son manLet me get mellow on this shit right hereUh-huh, yeahUh-huh, white paper though niggaCan't even fuck with those bluntsWhite paper baby, old school nigga gimme a jointSmooth it out, Young H.O.Henry JonesWord to my momma we livin!
[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 ain't too good with writin letters and allShit I don't even write rhymesBut what I will doI'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwavesVibe with me
[Chorus: John Legend]I knowwwww.. I knowwwwwwSome places we can go, some places we can goI knowwwww.. I knowwwwww!Some places we can go, some places we can goDo you wanna riiiiiiide... with meDo you wanna RIIIIIIIDE... with me
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, uh-huhYeah nigga I bet we was kids and had dreams of bein hereI said "we" cause I'm here, you here!UhhYeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved familyCigarette boats, yachts, ain't nowhere we can't goWe in South Beach and the Hamptons too baby!
[Jay-Z]You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!An experiment, where in it, only it's objectsAnd the object for us to explore our prospectsAnd sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!As kids we would daydream, sittin on our stepsPointin at cars like yeah that's our sexHustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretchSwanson got the spot, shit we started our trekSome of us made it, most of us digressedIn the name of those who ain't made it my progressShow success please live through meSee I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive(This is a collect call) So everytime I press fiveAll he wanna hear is his boy talk flyUp in the fed, and still holdin his headSo when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this breadNow let's ride
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, geahI'm crushin 'em all for JonesMTV, BET, the Grammys, crushed linen, purple labelAll that fly shit we talked aboutGive him some nice pinky rings with the blue diamonds and e'rythingHehehe, that's what we talked about right?Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me
[Jay-Z]International Hov', I told you soForty 40's out in TokyoSingapore, all this from singin songsComin up though we thought slingin rawwas the end all be all of bein rich didn't weLittle did I know my mo' potent deliverywould deliver me, kingpin of the inkpenMonster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsorHeh, the Cola, yeahHova still gettin it in with sodaDiet, no sir, I ain't lose no weightStarted from the crates now I'm sittin on a whole caseSince they got you sittin on that old caseOur dreams is on hold like TivoSo I can't wait 'til you get your dateI got some temp plates outside of the gateWe gon' ride
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z - over Chorus]Uh-huh, uh-huhGeahDon't even worry about it though, you ain't missed nuttinIt only gets better, they got the Maybach Coupe nowLook like the Batmobile, the Phantom the top just comes off that jointIt only gets betterThey caught your body they can't trap your mindKeep your spirit alive read your booksMatter of fact, let me take you somewhereVibe with me, c'mon
[Jay-Z]Now me and my lil' mama, Kita and TataJuan and Dez out in San TropezJay round in Gabana, sneakin marijuanaYou know that Mary J. give you +No More Drama+Lost a couple friends this whole shit got weirdBut when you get home you know your spot's reserved, ya heard?I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz onNow we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sunI ain't forget you cousin, heheYeah nigga y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want toY'all niggaz come and c'mon, playin money marathonMy young'n is LeBron, you know what that makes me babyBig Homey! Hehe, Emory what's up?
[Chorus - starts over last few lines of above]
[Jay - over Chorus]Wan' ride with us? You're more than welcomeWe ain't on no bullshit, uhhPut your feet upBig Tye I see you boyGuru, I don't usually do this butRoll me up son manLet me get mellow on this shit right hereUh-huh, yeahUh-huh, white paper though niggaCan't even fuck with those bluntsWhite paper baby, old school nigga gimme a jointSmooth it out, Young H.O.Henry JonesWord to my momma we livin!
