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Letra de Looking For You Feat. Migos (Ingles)
[Intro:] Takeoff- Guala! Bieber – What’s up Migos? Quavo – What up JB, it’s time to go to the club, time to pull those toys out man – let’s do it
[Verse 1: Justin Bieber] Hey where the party at? Let’s go Where the swag? Let’s roll Yea, everywhere I go, them girls follow Na, na, na, na Let everybody know that I’m here tonight As soon as I walk in the door (?) If I didn’t know I need you for sure
[Pre-Hook: Justin Bieber] Tonight might be the night You might mess around and fall in love And I might be the guy I don’t want to make you fall in love with me Girl, what’s your name, I’m happy that you came I’m the man in this, stick with me, I can’t love Everywhere around the world I’ll be looking for you
[Hook: Quavo] Is it her looking for you, looking for you? I’m not Paparazzi or a stalker She right in front of me looking for you, looking for you Not the feds or a cop
[Verse 2: Justin Bieber] I got money in my pocket and I ain’t afraid to spend it It ain’t a problem, baby girl when you’re with it Tell me what you wanna do, would you make a move now? Girl you ain’t gotta fight the feeling (Look at her face) Girl ain’t gotta say anymore (Say no more) Need to know I ain’t playing (I ain’t playing) Baby what are we waiting for?
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook]
[Verse 3: Quavo] Bad bitches in the party, alcohol on me Tell the waitress put the sparklers on my 20 B-T I asked her what’s her name – got the note she said Hammer On the way to the mattress, said she loved the Panamera In the trap with J-B with my phone chirpin’ like beepers Mona Lisa, Anna Mae in the pot when I beat it Take her across the country, I got plugs on the Visa Cut your man off little mama, you don’t need him
[Verse 4: Takeoff] He never seen a nigga like me Hoppin’ out the Chevy, step up with the minks, gold chain, Mr. T In the summer, with the beach, with the hummer, with the leather seat Would tell you ’bout my mansion but I bet they watching me I’m a vegetarian, all I want is some lettuce and some broccoli Mansion out in Beverly, your bitch calling me call me your majesty
[Verse 5: Offset] My bitch is so gorgeous, I might pay her mortgage I run to the money like Forrest My life is historic Travel ’round the world like I’m in orbit I take your bitch and dunk her like Ben Gordon I watch her like a telescope I beat it and kill it like I’m Lil TerRio I got your bitch, she watching me like Tyler Perry shows I’m young and always riding in a Phantom Ghost I paint a picture for niggas like Michelangelo
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook]
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