| Said, baby, no, no, no, no, no
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| You know my loving ain’t free, babe
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| Won’t make you do what you don’t wanna do
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| What you don’t wanna do, no that ain’t me, babe
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| Said, baby, nah nah nah, I ain’t with the drama
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| That ain’t what I need
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| I need your tin heart now, need your ten toes down, baby
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| Said if you ride, baby, ride up
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| Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
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| And you and me, we can shine up
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| So, baby, come make your mind up
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| Said if you ride, baby, ride up
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| Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
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| And you and me, we can shine up
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| So, baby, come make your mind up
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| Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| But if you with it, wine up on me
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| 'Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| Said, baby, I-I-I got so used to it being on a creep babe
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| Yeah, maybe I-I-I got so used to just giving you the least, babe
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| But nowadays, I need more from ya
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| I need something I can keep
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| Said nowadays, I need real
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| Nowadays, I need you to take the lead
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| Said if you ride, baby, ride up
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| Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
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| And you and me, we can shine up
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| So, baby, come make your mind up
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| Said if you ride, baby, ride up
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| Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
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| And you and me, we can shine up
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| So, baby, come make your mind up
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| Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| But if you with it, wine up on me
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| 'Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| Ay yo, bring in the blunt, Emily Blunt
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| Platinum back, ice bling in the front
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| I’ma lay in the jump, Yao Ming in the dunk
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| And I’m playing the field, Brad Wing in the punt
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| I’ma tell him I love him in a foreign and cuff him
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| Whips and immigration, everything on him, it’s custom
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| Now they calling me Billy, I’m the goat
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| No Achilles heel since I left Philly
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| Countin' them millis to billis
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| Beep beep beep beep, put the hurt on me
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| Yeah, I’m wearing jeans, but he put the skirt on me
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| Rode him to sleep, and then I put his shirt on me
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| Pussy clean, these niggas ain’t got no dirt on me
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| Gotta play it by my rules, so I swerve on him
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| Got my cash money, you can ask Bird or Slim
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| Took him to my Paradise, so he grippin' my linen
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| Now he got a big thing for Caribbean women
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| Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| But if you with it, wine up on me
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| 'Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
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| But if you with it, wine up on me
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| 'Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
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| Drop down, less that you know, I need to know
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| 'Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe |