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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Programming
Ally Brooke
Ally Brooke
Vocals
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Vocals
Dinah Jane
Dinah Jane
Vocals
Lauren Jauregui
Lauren Jauregui
Vocals
Normani
Normani
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Songwriter
Victoria Monét
Victoria Monét
Songwriter
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Recording Engineer
Victoria Monét
Victoria Monét
Producer
Daniel Zaidenstadt
Daniel Zaidenstadt
Recording Engineer
Henrique Andrade
Henrique Andrade
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Mm-hmm Yeah I must confess, you looking fresh (so fresh) Yup, I'm impressed, go 'head and flex (flex, turn up!) Everybody be hatin' the way that you stealin' the show 'Cause, ooh, you be killin' 'em just like Lil TerRio Oh, you could get it, anything you want (anything you want) And can't nobody (can't nobody) ever tell you no (no, no) Don't need no filters on pictures before you post 'em on the 'Gram You could shut down the internet, they don't even understand (like) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) they don't make 'em quite like you (like you) (No, no, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, it ain't) braggin' if you know it's true Ooh, where you from? (Where you from?) Must be heaven You'd be rich if looking good was your profession Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection Why you think I'm puttin' on my favorite perfume? Why you think this dress so tight that I could barely move? Why you think I'm dancin' in these uncomfortable shoes? I did it all, I did it all, I did it all for you (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) don't you ever get it confused (No, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, it ain't) braggin' if you know it's true Ooh, where you from? (Where you from?) Must be heaven You'd be rich if looking good was your profession Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection Mirror, mirror on the wall Should I even return his call? (No way, no way) Mirror, mirror on the wall Should I even return his call? Mirror, mirror on the wall Should I even return his call? Mirror, mirror on the wall On the, on the, on-on the wall Ooh, where you from? (What planet?) Must be heaven (okay) You'd be rich if looking good was your profession (cha-ching) Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy (you so sexy) Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection I'm talkin' to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Writer(s): Julian C. Bunetta, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, Victoria Monet Mccants Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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