Every time I'm going out
The same things keep happening
New boy, same tricks
Coming close to me now
Tryin' to be smooth, so here we go again
Here we go again
You're tryna buy me drinks and I don't like your cheap tricks
Take it somewhere else, would ya, would ya?
I don't know what you think but I'm not one of those chicks
Take it somewhere else, would ya, would ya?
You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me
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I know that I'm looking like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's gonna take a while
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Trying to impress me
But I don't care about your Rolex or your credit card
Rolex or your credit card
Still you won't quit
Tryin' to be cool so here we go again
Here we go again
You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me
I know that I'm looking like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's gonna take a while
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Tryna buy me drinks and I don't like your cheap tricks
Take it somewhere else, would ya, would ya?
I don't know what you think but I'm not one of those chicks
Take it somewhere else, would ya, would ya?
I know that I'm looking like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's gonna take a while
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot
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