text: Young Money
  Said, baby, no, no, no, no, no
  You know my loving aint free, babe
  Wont make you do what you dont wanna do
  What you dont wanna do, no that aint me, babe
  Said, baby, nah nah nah, I aint with the drama
  That aint what I need
  I need you ten hut now, need you ten toes down, baby
  Said if you ride, baby, ride up
  Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
  And you and me, we can shine up
  So, baby, come make your mind up
  Said if you ride, baby, ride up
  Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
  And you and me, we can shine up
  Said, baby, come make your mind up
  Beep beep, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  But if you with it, wine up on me
  Cause the hips dont lie, baby
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  Said, baby, I-I-I got so used to it being on a creep, babe
  Yeah, maybe I-I-I got so used to just giving you the least, babe
  But nowadays, I need more from ya
  I need something I can keep
  Said nowadays, I need real
  Nowadays, I need you to take the lead
  Said if you ride, baby, ride up
  Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
  And you and me, we can shine up
  Say, baby, come make your mind up
  Said if you ride, baby, ride up
  Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
  And you and me, we can shine up
  Say, baby, come make your mind up
  Beep beep, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  But if you with it, wine up on me
  Cause the hips dont lie, baby
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  Ay yo, bring in the blunt, Emily Blunt
  Platinum back, ice bling in the front
  Ima land the jump, Yao Ming in the dunk
  And Im playing the field, Brad Wing in the punt
  Ima tell him I love him in the foreign and cuff him
  Whips in immigration, everything on them is custom
  Now they calling me Billy, Im the goat
  No Achilles heel since I left Philly
  Countin them millis to billis
  Beep beep beep beep, put the hurt on me
  Yeah, Im wearing jeans, but he put the skrt on me
  Rode him to sleep, and then I put his shirt on me
  Pussy clean, these niggas aint got no dirt on me
  Gotta play it by my rules or I swerve on him
  Bout my cash money, you can ask Bird or Slim
  Took him to my paradise, silk ribbon my linen
  Now he got a big thing for Caribbean women
  Beep beep, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  But if you with it, wine up on me
  Cause the hips dont lie, baby
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  Beep beep, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe
  But if you with it, wine up on me
  Cause the hips dont lie, baby
  Drop down low; Said you know I need to know
  Cause you keep telling me your love aint free, babe