Pretty Little Thing
It's really the way that you're walking
You walk it, you talk it, you tease
You looking fine, looking so divine
You so steadily strutting with ease
The ocean's motions feel so breezy
All up on me, can't believe it
Don't really do the cuffing season
But nothing wrong with heavy breathing
Slow dancing
Romancing
Take me somewhere where no one's watching
Slow dancing
Romancing
I'm not boutta play with you, no
You pretty little thing
Tugging at my strings
You looking really special
It's making me go green
You pretty little thing
Fucking with my dreams
Hit you up like what it do
My heart is here telling me no ma'am
Our bodies are telling us yes
But I'ma need more than a kiss, miss
Rock me like a river in distress
Some heavy metal
Pretty flower pedal turned rebel
A red light special
Shifting gears with my foot on the pedal
Slow dancing
Romancing
Take me somewhere where no one's watching
Slow dancing
Romancing
I'm not boutta play with you, no
You pretty little thing
Tugging at my strings
You looking really special
It's making me go green
You pretty little thing
Fucking with my dreams
Hit you up like what it do
You pretty little thing
You walk it, you talk it, you tease
You looking fine, looking so divine
You so steadily strutting with ease
The ocean's motions feel so breezy
All up on me, can't believe it
Don't really do the cuffing season
But nothing wrong with heavy breathing
Slow dancing
Romancing
Take me somewhere where no one's watching
Slow dancing
Romancing
I'm not boutta play with you, no
You pretty little thing
Tugging at my strings
You looking really special
It's making me go green
You pretty little thing
Fucking with my dreams
Hit you up like what it do
My heart is here telling me no ma'am
Our bodies are telling us yes
But I'ma need more than a kiss, miss
Rock me like a river in distress
Some heavy metal
Pretty flower pedal turned rebel
A red light special
Shifting gears with my foot on the pedal
Slow dancing
Romancing
Take me somewhere where no one's watching
Slow dancing
Romancing
I'm not boutta play with you, no
You pretty little thing
Tugging at my strings
You looking really special
It's making me go green
You pretty little thing
Fucking with my dreams
Hit you up like what it do
You pretty little thing
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hackett
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