That Look

You too pretty to be standing on the wall
A-list baby never buy alcohol (You know they spend it on ya)
The way you looking round girl I think you want to dance
Give me that eye and imma take my chance

You don't need no loving you just want a little passion
(you want a little, want a little)
Throw it back on me like you're ready for the action
Brodie talking to you, Imma have to be a crook
Quite times always seem to leave a brother shook

Give me that look
Give me give me give me give me that
Give me that look
Give me give me give me give me that
Give me that look
Give me give me give me give me that
Give me that look
Give me give me give me give me that

You didn't come to this club
To stand around by your lonesome
I think you came to have fun
I think you came to get on one

Body could go all night
If you extend an invite
You in my line of sight
Girl just let me see them pretty eyes

You don't need no loving you just want a little passion
(to match with your fashion babe)
Throw it back on me like you're ready for the action
(you know I'm ready babe)
Brodie talking to you, Imma have to be a crook
Quite times always seem to leave a brother shook

I just need that look
Give me give me give me give me that
That look
I just need that look
Give me give me give me give me that
Give me that look



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Robertson, Benjamin Bock, Jordan Hawkins
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