Skrt On Me (feat. Nicki Minaj) - Calvin Harris

Young Money

Said, baby, no, no, no, no, no

You know my loving ain’t free, babe

Won’t make you do what you don’t wanna do

What you don’t wanna do, no that ain’t me, babe

Said, baby, nah nah nah, I ain’t with the drama

That ain’t what I need

I need your tin heart now, need your 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

So, baby, come make your mind up

Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

But if you with it, wine up on me

‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t 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

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

So, baby, come make your mind up

Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

But if you with it, wine up on me

‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

Ay yo, bring in the blunt, Emily Blunt

Platinum back, ice bling in the front

I’ma lay in the jump, Yao Ming in the dunk

And I’m playing the field, Brad Wing in the punt

I’ma tell him I love him in a foreign and cuff him

Whips and immigration, everything on him, it’s custom

Now they calling me Billy, I’m the goat

No Achilles heel since I left Philly

Countin’ them millis to billis

Beep beep beep beep, put the hurt on me

Yeah, I’m wearing jeans, but he put the skirt on me

Rode him to sleep, and then I put his shirt on me

Pussy clean, these niggas ain’t got no dirt on me

Gotta play it by my rules, so I swerve on him

Got my cash money, you can ask Bird or Slim

Took him to my Paradise, so he grippin’ my linen

Now he got a big thing for Caribbean women

Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

But if you with it, wine up on me

‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

But if you with it, wine up on me

‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby

Drop down, less that you know, I need to know

‘Cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe