Представляем точный текст композиции "Do U Wanna Ride" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jay-Z . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Do U Wanna Ride» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jay-Z передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jay-Z - "Do U Wanna Ride"
Lyrics to Do U Wanna Ride : (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 aint too good with writin letters and all Shit I dont even write rhymes But what I will do Ima 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 Im here, you here! Uhh Yeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved family Cigarette boats, yachts, aint nowhere we cant go We in South Beach and the Hamptons too baby! [Jay-Z] You know why they call The Projects a project, because its a project! An experiment, where in it, only its 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 thats 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 aint made it my progress Show success please live through me See Im 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 gon eat through this bread Now lets ride [Chorus] [Jay-Z - over Chorus] Uh-huh, geah Im crushin em 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 erything Hehehe, thats what we talked about right' Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me [Jay-Z] International Hov, I told you so Forty 40s 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 didnt we Little did I know my mo 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 aint lose no weight Started from the crates now Im sittin on a whole case Since they got you sittin on that old case Our dreams is on hold like Tivo So I cant wait til you get your date I got some temp plates outside of the gate We gon ride [Chorus] [Jay-Z - over Chorus] Uh-huh, uh-huh Geah Dont even worry about it though, you aint 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 cant trap your mind Keep your spirit alive read your books Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere Vibe with me, cmon [Jay-Z] Now me and my lil 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 spots reserved, ya heard' I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz on Now we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sun I aint forget you cousin, hehe Yeah nigga yall can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to Yall niggaz come and cmon, playin money marathon My youngn is LeBron, you know what that makes me baby Big Homey! Hehe, Emory whats up' [Chorus - starts over last few lines of above] [Jay - over Chorus] Wan ride with us' Youre more than welcome We aint on no bullshit, uhh Put your feet up Big Tye I see you boy Guru, I dont 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 Cant 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! [ Do U Wanna Ride Lyrics ]
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