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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Becka
Becka
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Becka
Becka
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
Checkin' you out from the bottom to the top
Catchin' your gaze when I see your face
As you walk closer, I shuffle over
I like your taste, like your shoes and your face
Oh, my God, pretty girl, tell me, tell me
What's your name? I wanna, wanna know you
Slow it down, where you headin' to?
Can I come wit' you? I think you're really cool
[Verse 2]
Whoa, you pretty young thing, won't you sit on my face?
Oops, I meant let me buy you a drink
I'ma start again, can I get you something?
Yeah, hey, what's a pretty girl like you doin' in this place?
You're different than all that I've seen
Sneakers & torn jeans
[Verse 3]
I see you alone, talkin' on your phone
I say "Hey babe, do you wanna bone?"
You're givin' me a look, well, I ain't no crook
I don't understand, but I got my hand in my pants
Oh, my God, pretty girl, tell me, tell me
What's your name? I wanna, wanna know you
Slow it down, where you headin' to?
Can I come wit' you? I think you're really cool
[Verse 4]
Whoa, you pretty young thing, won't you sit on my face?
Oops, I meant let me buy you a drink
I'ma start again, can I get you something?
Yeah, hey, what's a pretty girl like you doin' in this place?
You're different than all that I've seen
Sneakers & torn jeans
[Verse 5]
Naw-uh, naw-uh, no
Leave me alone 'cause I said no
Yeah, hey, go away
Now go away
[Verse 6]
Whoa, you pretty young thing, won't you sit on my face?
Oops, I meant let me buy you a drink
I'ma start again, can I get you something?
Yeah, hey, what's a pretty girl like you doin' in this place?
You're different than all that I've seen
Sneakers & torn jeans, yeah
Whoa, you pretty young thing, won't you sit on my face?
Oops, I meant let me buy you a drink
I'ma start again, can I get you something?
Yeah, hey, what's a pretty girl like you doin' in this place?
You're different than all that I've seen
Sneakers & torn jeans
[Verse 7]
Leave me alone
Written by: 陈怡璇
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