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INTERPRÉTATION
PRETTYMUCH
PRETTYMUCH
Interprète
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Programmation
Zion Kuwonu
Zion Kuwonu
Chœurs
Nick Mara
Nick Mara
Chœurs
Austin Porter
Austin Porter
Chœurs
Brandon Arreaga
Brandon Arreaga
Chœurs
Edwin Honoret
Edwin Honoret
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Marcus Lomax
Marcus Lomax
Composition
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Composition
Cari Fletcher
Cari Fletcher
Composition
Amy Allen
Amy Allen
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Production
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Ingénierie de mixage
William Binderup
William Binderup
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Ingénierie de mastérisation

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It's PRETTYMUCH Aye, when you walked up to the table Made me feel so unstable Looking so fly like an angel Ah-ah-ah Aye, jeans so tight like a locket I can see the penny in your pocket And you don't even know you got it Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party, party) Girl you can call the shots like Jello (Jello) Got me weak in the knees like Jello (Jello) And the way we jell together, make 'em Jello Everybody want a taste of what you got Nah, go get your own (Yo) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello, jello Wait, woah, ain't got no Ferrari But I got the spice like Bali Promise you won't be sorry Ah-ah-ah Yeah, girl, you got that sauce that A1 You got that kick like Cajun I don't even know where you came from Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party, party) Yeah Girl, you can call the shots like Jello (Yeah-yeah-yeah Jello) You got me weak in the knees like Jello (Shout, shout, shout) And the way we jell together make 'em Jello Everybody want a taste of what you got Nah, go get your own (Yo) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello, jello No, I can't take my eyes off of you Girl, the way you move, yeah (Way you move, way you move) Every color, every flavor, day and night I'ma savor you Keep down, and swallow the show Here we go Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see you jiggle, jiggle, jiggle Jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you Lemme see you just Lemme see you just Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see you jiggle, jiggle, jiggle Jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see (Stop) Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party)
Writer(s): Marcus Lomax, Amy Allen, Cari Fletcher, Michael Sabath Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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