Starin' At It
Long legs, long hair
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Is it the way that I walk? (Whatcha know about it?)
Is it the way that I talk? (Whatcha know about it?)
Is it the way that my [?] (She a killer, ain't she?)
Well you can look until your face turn purple
This ain't on purpose when I look like a commercial
Ooh darling, careful, you're gonna go blind
Wanna love me long time?
Long legs, long hair
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Got them clockin' on my style cause it's mad dope
With all my exes hatin 'casue them n-ggas couldn't cope
They be steady outchea lookin' for some closure
While I'm lookin' for a blacked out Rover
I mean I'm Gucci bluffin' with some kush leaves
Bitches in the corner stairin' at me cause I'm fly, B
Like a frisbee, n-gga I must be
hip to every game 'cause these hoes can't play me
But they gon' pay me 'casue I ain't into freebies
You actin' hella needy, just book our name on the bill, sleaz
Long legs, long hair
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Is it the way that I walk? (Whatcha know about it?)
Is it the way that I talk? (Whatcha know about it?)
Is it the way that my [?] (She a killer, ain't she?)
Well you can look until your face turn purple
This ain't on purpose when I look like a commercial
Ooh darling, careful, you're gonna go blind
Wanna love me long time?
Long legs, long hair
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Got them clockin' on my style cause it's mad dope
With all my exes hatin 'casue them n-ggas couldn't cope
They be steady outchea lookin' for some closure
While I'm lookin' for a blacked out Rover
I mean I'm Gucci bluffin' with some kush leaves
Bitches in the corner stairin' at me cause I'm fly, B
Like a frisbee, n-gga I must be
hip to every game 'cause these hoes can't play me
But they gon' pay me 'casue I ain't into freebies
You actin' hella needy, just book our name on the bill, sleaz
Long legs, long hair
Super exposed through my t-shirt
Read 'em and weep, bitch I'm an expert
Drag from my lips to my finger tips
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Whatcha lookin' at, got a problem?
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
You starin' at it, you starin' at it, you starin' at it
That's fine 'cause I love the way you starin' at it
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Abernathy, Jennifer Roberts, Julia Michaels
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