(Pusha T) (Intro)
 Let's go
 Uh, the drop-top specialist
 Yes, we turn heads like an exorcist
 Red bottoms on our feet looking devilish
 We take it to the next level, feel effortless

 (Pixie Lott) Verse 1
 I'm tired of you kicking the dirt, just want the dust to settle
 I'll find just what I deserve, if you cant do better
 Can't say that you'll take your time, before the sweet turns sour
 You changed right before my eyes, you picked the wrong flower

 [bad word]  Don't know what you think I'm after
 Don't think I can take anymore
 Don't know what you think I'm after
 What do you take me for, what do you take me for

 .... I like whatever
 Go on right through the front door
 Bye I'll see ya later
 What do you take me for, what do you take me for

 Verse 2
 Boy now that the tables have turned, let me see you begging
 It's a hard life lesson to learn, when its me you're not getting
 So low but you're all alone, and now you got no power
 Let go cos I'm cutting the rope, guess you climbed the wrong tower

 [bad word] 
 (Pusha T) Verse 3
 Two kids in a bucket bucket, [bad word] it (?)
 The way you handle this,
 Yeah I'm disgusting
 Never been busted, treat me like a suspect
 Why am I the one that just can't be [bad word] 
 Try harder, discuss it, why bother
 I made you, I'll make another and she'll go further
 And you can bet a million on it
 South of France on a yacht with us chillin on it