Lyrics of Looking for you

Justin Bieber

pochette album Looking for you
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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

(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

(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

(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

(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?

(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

(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

(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

(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

(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

(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

(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

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