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justin bieber – looking for you lyrics

[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?

[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 3: quavo]
bad b-tches 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 n-gg- 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 b-tch calling me call me your majesty

[verse 5: offset]
my b-tch 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 b-tch 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 b-tch, she watching me like tyler perry shows
i’m young and always riding in a phantom ghost
i paint a picture for n-gg-s like michelangelo

[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

- justin bieber lyrics

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