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Justin Bieber

Looking For You

Hey where the party at? Let's go
Let’s ride, 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
Prettty lady I think I need you in my life
In fact I know I need you for sure

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And I might be the guy
That’ll make you wanna fall in love with me
Girl, what's your name, happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, and gain love
Went everywhere around the world
Don’t you know girl, I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker
(I’ll be looking for you)
She right in front of me looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I’ll be looking for you)

I got money in my pocket and I ain't afraid to spend it
Ain’t a problem, baby girl when you're with it
Tell me what you wanna do, you make a move now?
Girl you ain't gotta fight the feeling
Tell me why you grinning
(Look at her face)

I think you’re likin’ what I’m sayin’
Do I really gotta say anymore
(Say no more)
You need to know that I ain't playing
(I ain't playing)
Baby what are we waiting for?

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And I might be the guy
That’ll make you wanna fall in love with me
Girl, what's your name, happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, and gain love
Went everywhere around the world
Don’t you know girl I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker
(I’ll be looking for you)
Looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I’ll be looking for you)

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 is 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

He ain’t never seen a nigga like me
Hoppin' out the Chevy, stepping with the minks, gold chain, Mr. T
In the summer, in the beach, with the hummer, with the leather seat
Would tell you 'bout my mansion but I think they watching me
I'm a vegetarian, all I want is some lettuce and some broccoli
Mansion out in Beverly, your bitch call me your majesty

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

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And I might be the guy
That’ll make you wanna fall in love with me
Girl, what's your name, happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, and gain love
Went everywhere around the world
Don’t you know girl I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not Paparazzi or a stalker
(I’ll be looking for you)
Looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I’ll be looking for you)

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