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Look At Her
作詞:Jesus Fernandez, David Styles
Oh man, I mean I gotta do somethin' for the ladies, right? It's that kind of beat right here, Poobs I feel it, let's go
Yeah, you told your man look at her Then he was like, 'Damn, look at her' Knee boots, mink shirt, top made of fur And now you like, 'I wonder where she work'
She on the dance floor, you like, ‽the twist and the jerk†She sweeter than Ms. Butterworth And now you like, 'Ma, who you? Got 'em sick like the flu how you dipped in Lou'
She remind you of your first .22 She real small with a lot of bang You give her a ring 'cause you and her gotta hang She swear to God that you and her got a thing
It be like, damn, look at her Nice face, nice waist, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice hips, nice lips, damn, look at her
It be like, damn, look at her Nice eyes, nice size, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice walk, nice talk, damn, look at her
She look good in her gym clothes, in fact With a little Air Max with the pins in the wrap All her friends are tens or similar to that Got a walk for the runway; talk that can fund-raise
With a smile that look brighter than the sun ray And she's a real classy chick You know the type that you probably see a athlete with A rapper, actor or activist
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Or a CEO dude that had to be rich Or a drug dealin' kingpin that have them bricks You like, damn, if I could have them hips or I could have them lips You look at her and imagine this
It be like, damn, look at her Nice face, nice waist, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice hips, nice lips, damn, look at her
It be like, damn, look at her Nice eyes, nice size, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice walk, nice talk, damn, look at her
Yeah, you was like, damn, look at her She remind you of a car, it's probably the flyin' spur Or maybe it's the Audi with the real good curves You tryin' to get up in her ear with the feel good words
Felt real confident, know you was willy Told shorty that she was sweeter then the strawberry Phillies Said some old school stuff like, 'Boy, you was silly' Then you hand her over your jacket, you knew she was chilly
Now you got her, she got you, you all in the spot too You like her, she like you, both of y'all hot too Now it's goin' down and the plan occur And you got her in the bed like, 'Damn, look at her'
It be like, damn, look at her Nice face, nice waist, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice hips, nice lips, damn, look at her
It be like, damn, look at her Nice eyes, nice size, damn, look at her It be like, damn, look at her Nice walk, nice talk, damn, look at her
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