Baby, you gotta be trippin', put that booty away
You know I be sippin', got a bottle on the way
I stay on my pimpin', diamonds jumpin' out the face
Tell 'em get up out the way, nigga, you can catch a fade (ayy)
I'm tryna see mami unwind me, yeah (ayy)
She wet, that tsunami can't lie to me, yeah (ayy)
She ride like Ducati, Ducati's, yeah (ayy)
Rev it on down

And I don't really care if they know, I be sippin' on the low
'Cause you got the kinda body, make a papi want some more
Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playin' with you, want you to know

Girl, you got that Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah, uh-huh
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah
Yeah, Reddi-Wip
I'm ready, I'm ready, oh-oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
Reddi-Wip
I'm ready, I'm ready, oh-oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
(Reddi-Wip) Reddi-Wip

Yeah, girl, what you doin' tonight?
I'm on dirty Sprite, that means that I'm on you
Yeah-yeah, grippin' your ass from the side
Look in my eyes, you know what you gon' do
Say what you say
Make all them face, make all them faces
Do it your way, do it your way, yeah, oh
All of these hours keep passin' by

No, I don't really care if they know, I be sippin' on the low
'Cause you got the kinda body, make a papi want some more
Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playin' with you, want you to know

Girl, you got that Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah, uh-huh
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah
Yeah, Reddi-Wip (hey)
I'm ready, I'm ready (hey), oh-oh
I'm ready (hey), I'm ready, I'm ready (hey)
(Reddi-Wip) Reddi-Wip (hey)
I'm ready (yeah, hey), I'm ready (Reddi-Wip), oh-oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (hey)
(Reddi-Wip) Reddi-Wip

Yeah, girl, I love eatin' that pie
Put whipped cream on your thighs, lickin' cinnamon off you
Yeah-yeah, girl, you too sweet, they ain't lyin'
And I thought my love was just hidin' until I found you
Cake on my face, I wanna taste it, girl, let me taste it
I won't say shit
You know I won't say shit, yeah (oh)
All of these hours keep passin' by

No, I don't really care if they know
I ain't playin', girl, I wanna lick you up and down
Aw, yeah, hit them lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playin', girl, I want you to know

Girl, you got that Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah, uh-huh
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi-Wip
Reddi-Wip, aw, yeah
Yeah, Reddi-Wip (hey)
I'm ready, I'm ready (hey), oh-oh
I'm ready (hey), I'm ready, I'm ready (hey)
Reddi-Wip (hey)
I'm ready (hey), I'm ready, oh-oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (hey)
(Reddi-Wip) Reddi-Wip

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Bobby Turner, Christopher Brown, Christopher Dotson, Floyd Bentley, Jason Amos, Jordan Evans, Lyrica Nasha Anderson, Matthew Burnett