Pretty (feat. Ian Isiah)
Ay, international playboy shit
Hey lady
I just wanna tell ya
Just wan' tell 'em, uh
That you the prettiest thing
In the fuckin' world, world, world, world, world, world
I want a girl from the Heights
With the fresh wash and sets
Money, all she flex, protect all my checks
Got this African girl, she braid tighter than a fool
She put me right to sleep, but wake me when I snooze
Call my Indian boo mixed with Jamaican and Jew, baby
Is dinner for two, bring a Dominican through
Yeah, yeah, can't forget my Trini
She a pretty girl, half fat, half skinny
Her temper like a pepper sauce, girl, pour me plenty
Pass the water, I'm coolin' off the Henny
She got good credit, Lisa like to take leases
She cook fire Mediterranean pizzas
But not to be facetious, I'm floored by the features
Her face almost as pretty as defeat is
Last week, we in Aspen wearin' fleeces
This week, we gettin' groovy on the beaches, beaches
Ian, tell 'em what the deal is
Hey lady
(Yeah, tell 'em how you feelin')
I just wanna tell ya
(I just wan' tell ya)
That you the prettiest thing
(In the, in the)
In the fuckin' world, world, world, world, world, world
(Uh, let's take 'em to the bridge)
My baby, Teresa
Oh, often leave me
Baby, Maria, Felicia
Oh, in the jungle
No baby, infinite fever
Feel it comin' on
Open inside the waves
Feel it inside the storm
Fever, faded inside the pain
Gather around me
Show you inside the pain (my baby)
My baby, Felicia (my baby)
Oh, often leave me
No baby, forgive me (baby, ho)
Felicia, oh, often leave me
Or shun me
Uh (ho), I got this French dime but then she party all the time
She wanna FaceTime it while she give me 69
If you change your mind, I'm on a different tight time
Rearrange designs, girl, I be outside
Bust this hit, get flipped on
Love women, get bitcoins
Bust this hit, fli-flip coins
Love women, get bitcoins, uh
I got somethin' to say
He loves you, baby (he loves you, baby)
He needs you, baby (he needs you, baby)
He misses you, baby, he love you, baby
He love you, baby
Please come back, baby
He love you, he love you, baby
He love you, baby
My baby Lisa
Oh, often leave me
Hey lady
I just wanna tell ya
Just wan' tell 'em, uh
That you the prettiest thing
In the fuckin' world, world, world, world, world, world
I want a girl from the Heights
With the fresh wash and sets
Money, all she flex, protect all my checks
Got this African girl, she braid tighter than a fool
She put me right to sleep, but wake me when I snooze
Call my Indian boo mixed with Jamaican and Jew, baby
Is dinner for two, bring a Dominican through
Yeah, yeah, can't forget my Trini
She a pretty girl, half fat, half skinny
Her temper like a pepper sauce, girl, pour me plenty
Pass the water, I'm coolin' off the Henny
She got good credit, Lisa like to take leases
She cook fire Mediterranean pizzas
But not to be facetious, I'm floored by the features
Her face almost as pretty as defeat is
Last week, we in Aspen wearin' fleeces
This week, we gettin' groovy on the beaches, beaches
Ian, tell 'em what the deal is
Hey lady
(Yeah, tell 'em how you feelin')
I just wanna tell ya
(I just wan' tell ya)
That you the prettiest thing
(In the, in the)
In the fuckin' world, world, world, world, world, world
(Uh, let's take 'em to the bridge)
My baby, Teresa
Oh, often leave me
Baby, Maria, Felicia
Oh, in the jungle
No baby, infinite fever
Feel it comin' on
Open inside the waves
Feel it inside the storm
Fever, faded inside the pain
Gather around me
Show you inside the pain (my baby)
My baby, Felicia (my baby)
Oh, often leave me
No baby, forgive me (baby, ho)
Felicia, oh, often leave me
Or shun me
Uh (ho), I got this French dime but then she party all the time
She wanna FaceTime it while she give me 69
If you change your mind, I'm on a different tight time
Rearrange designs, girl, I be outside
Bust this hit, get flipped on
Love women, get bitcoins
Bust this hit, fli-flip coins
Love women, get bitcoins, uh
I got somethin' to say
He loves you, baby (he loves you, baby)
He needs you, baby (he needs you, baby)
He misses you, baby, he love you, baby
He love you, baby
Please come back, baby
He love you, he love you, baby
He love you, baby
My baby Lisa
Oh, often leave me
Credits
Writer(s): Theophilus London, Dev Hynes, Ian Isiah, Desmond Toney, Stewart Hidalgo
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