Lovin On Me Songtext
von Fame on Fire

I don′t like no whips and chains
And you can't tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

I′m vanilla, baby
(I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
I′ll choke you
But I ain′t no killer, baby
She twenty-eight
Tellin' me I′m still a baby
(But you can whip your loving on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like skilla Baby
(Whip your loving on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is


I don't like no whips and chains
And you can′t tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
That's right, that′s right
Whip your loving on me, baby

Young J-A-C-K, AKA
Rico like Suave, Young Enrique
Speakin' of AKA, she's an alpha
But not around your boy
She get quiet ′round your boy
Hold on
(Shh)

Don′t know what you heard or
What you thought about your boy
But they lied about your boy
Going dumb and it's something
Idiotic ′bout your boy
She wearing cheetah print
That's how bad she wanna be
Spotted ′round your boy


I don't like no whips
And chains and you can′t tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me

I'm vanilla, baby
(I don't like no whips and chains and you can′t tie me down)
I′ll choke you
But I ain't no killer, baby
She twenty-eight
Tellin′ me I'm still a baby
(But you can whip your loving on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like skilla Baby
(Whip your loving on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is

I don′t like no whips
And chains and you
Can't tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
Whip your loving on me, baby

Young M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y
You sharp like barbed wire
She stole my heart
Then she got archived
I keep it short with a bitch
Lord Farquaad

All the girls in the front row (ayy)
All the girls at the barricade (ayy)
All the girls that been
Waiting all day
Let your tongue hang out
Fuck everything (ayy)

If you came with a man (yeah, yeah)
Let go of his hand
(Let go of that shit)
Everybody in the suite
Kicking up they feet
Stand up, bitch, dance
(I see you)

I′m vanilla, baby
(I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down)
I′ll choke you
But I ain′t no killer, baby
She twenty-eight
Telling me I'm still a baby
(But you can whip your loving on me, baby)
I get love in Detroit like skilla Baby
(Whip your loving on me, baby)
And the thing about your boy is

I don′t like no whips
And chains and you can't
Tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
That′s right, that's right
Whip your loving on me, baby

I don′t like no whips
And chains and you
Can't tie me down
But you can whip your
Loving on me, baby
Whip your lovin' on me, baby