Yeah, I know that type|With the red dress, hip blessed|And some deep brown eyes|But she don't get no rest||And she stay out late|And don't remember your name|And you can't ask her to stay|Because she's after the fame|And she's just trying to hang|And while she at it, get paid|Because you're one in the same||If you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me|How you work body, yeah|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me right now|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me|How you work body, yeah|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me right now||Yeah, she tastes like fire|And she looks like good nights|But she's a real good liar|Cause she loves like goodbye||And she stay out late|And don't remember your name|And you can't ask her to stay|Because she's after the fame|And she's just trying to hang|And while she at it, get paid|Because you're one in the same||Don't let her sink in|Don't get to thinking|That she needs a reason|Baby, you already know||If you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me|How you work body, yeah|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me right now|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me|How you work body, yeah|Baby, if you want to ride with me|Better show me, better show me right nowI'm so alone|I'm so alone