[Chorus: Sexyy Red & SZA]

Bend that ass over (Ooh), let that coochie breathe (Ooh)

Shake that ass, bitch (Ooh), hands on your knees (Ooh)

Hands on your knees (Oh, bend it), hands on your knees

Shake that ass for Drake (Uh), now, shake that ass for me

Bend that ass over (Yeah), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)

Shake that ass, bitch (Yeah), hands on your knees (Hands on your)

Hands on your knees (Hands on your), hands on your knees (Yeah)

Shake that ass for Drake, now, shake that ass for me (Shake, shake, shake)

[Verse 3: Sexyy Red]

You like my voice, I turn you on

Red weave, it match my thong

He heard about me, know my song

I drive him crazy, can't leave me 'lone

Foreign trucks, I pull up

Thirty inches to my butt

Nails done, I'm fine as fuck

Niggas tryna see what's up

[Bridge: Sexyy Red]

I'm lucky

I'm lucky

I'm lucky

I'm lucky

[Chorus: Sexyy Red]

Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)

Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (Ho)

Hands on your knees (Ho), hands on your knees (Ow)

Shake that ass for Drake (Yup), now, shake that ass for me

Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)

Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees

Hands on your knees, hands on your knees

Shake that ass for Drake (Yeah), now, shake that ass for me

[Part II]

[Verse: Drake]

You know the root of it

You know the lies and you know the truth of it

I see the future and I can see you in it

Girl, I'm not stupid, so don't play no stupid shit

I swear, poppin' my shit come with consequences

Post nut clarity, I came to my senses

I knew it was love when it started as a friendship

Askin' 'bout a baby, we should probably get a Frenchie

And take care of the dog

Take care of the dog

Until the dog days are over

The dog days are done

And you know I'm the one, I'm the one

The dog days are over, dog days are done

And you know I'm—

[Outro: Drake]

We was fuckin' night after night, I'll change your life

You ain't even know how to suck it right, I taught you right

You ain't even heard of Grace Bay 'til I bought the flight

You ain't even know how cold you was 'til I bought you ice

You can't even look at him the same, we a different type

You just text me trippin', I reply, "Have a safe flight"

Wanna stick around for the ride, baby, hol' on tight