Sitting court side, to the game she play

I'm chilling most times, but I blame the DJ

She the dark-skin chick with a light-skin crew

Her pretty face and 'em high heel shoes

Got love for them niggas, we got love for you too

See my car is out there, and your girls inside

Stop tripping, we just going for a ride

Find my niggas if they tryna leave too

Either way

Why you letting them think for you?

When you're a grown ass woman

Baby, you're a grown ass woman

Why you letting them think for you

When you a grown ass woman

Baby, you a grown ass woman

Why they doing the thinking for you?

Noo, why they doing the thinking for you

She wants drop tops, hair blowing in the wind

Must be the liquor cause it's place she never been

Oh, and pour it up she said

Oh, and pour it up she said

She tryna leave with me, tryna leave with her

But she with her friends, yeah, handful of girls

Homie, she fly

Blowing grams, I'm tree high

She fly like G-5

I see your friends tryna tell you how you need to stay back

Girl you see the player got a plan, and you know you need that

Either way

Why you letting them think for you?

When you're a grown ass woman

Baby, you're a grown ass woman

Why you letting them think for you

When you a grown ass woman

Baby, you a grown ass woman

Why they doing the thinking for you?

Noo, why they doing the thinking for you

Yeah, I know you know

All my niggas in the V.I.'

Still bumpin' to Aliyah baby

And you rocking with a G now baby

Baby no games at all, no

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Ohh, I choose you

Ohh, choose you

Ohh, I choose you

Ohh, choose you

Ohh, I choose you

Baby no games at all, no