#Beautiful - Remix
You and your mind is (it's the world) beautiful
And I can't pretend
That doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
You're beautiful, oh-oh-oh-oh, so beautiful, oh (that's right)
And I can't pretend
That doesn't mean a thing to me (I can't pretend baby), to me, yeah, yeah
Sam Rothstein, Ginger, you're beautiful to me
Frank Lucas, Julie, the beauty and the G
All this wisdom in my eye, God knows this what you see
Tell me where you're at, I can tell you where to be
When I look into your eyes, I see an angel in the sky
Got them Jimmy Choos on, yeah, it's murder with them thighs
New Celine bag bet she keeps cash in it
Whole thing and her hair, bet she keeps a Jag in it
Girl, your body that fit, yeah, you should've been a killer
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
Got me high like dirty Sprite, methamphetamine
'Bout to make a new song called, "Nothing But Her Jeans"
Beautiful, hang her on the wall like Mona Lisa
You really wanna bars, get Jeezy on the feature (yeah!)
I can't even lie, made me a better man
See my side chick, another chick that gotta understand
You're beautiful, and your mind is fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah
You're beautiful, good lord, you're fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
Well, I like (okay)
When you run red lights, don't stop
'Til you thrill me (I won't stop), oh, how you thrill me
Always in control, how you do it, I don't know
But I don't care, take me anywhere
See, see, I can't pretend baby (ooh, you're beautiful)
Oh, you're beautiful
(I won't stop, I know you don't care, baby)
You're beautiful
You're beautiful, and your mind is fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
Sam Rothstein, Ginger, you're beautiful to me
(You're beautiful)
Tell me where you're at, I can tell you where to be
Girl, your body that fit, yeah, you should've been a killer (killer, killer)
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
You're beautiful to me
You're beautiful to me (you're beautiful)
You're beautiful to me (you're beautiful, baby)
You're beautiful to me
And I can't pretend
That doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
You're beautiful, oh-oh-oh-oh, so beautiful, oh (that's right)
And I can't pretend
That doesn't mean a thing to me (I can't pretend baby), to me, yeah, yeah
Sam Rothstein, Ginger, you're beautiful to me
Frank Lucas, Julie, the beauty and the G
All this wisdom in my eye, God knows this what you see
Tell me where you're at, I can tell you where to be
When I look into your eyes, I see an angel in the sky
Got them Jimmy Choos on, yeah, it's murder with them thighs
New Celine bag bet she keeps cash in it
Whole thing and her hair, bet she keeps a Jag in it
Girl, your body that fit, yeah, you should've been a killer
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
Got me high like dirty Sprite, methamphetamine
'Bout to make a new song called, "Nothing But Her Jeans"
Beautiful, hang her on the wall like Mona Lisa
You really wanna bars, get Jeezy on the feature (yeah!)
I can't even lie, made me a better man
See my side chick, another chick that gotta understand
You're beautiful, and your mind is fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah
You're beautiful, good lord, you're fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
Well, I like (okay)
When you run red lights, don't stop
'Til you thrill me (I won't stop), oh, how you thrill me
Always in control, how you do it, I don't know
But I don't care, take me anywhere
See, see, I can't pretend baby (ooh, you're beautiful)
Oh, you're beautiful
(I won't stop, I know you don't care, baby)
You're beautiful
You're beautiful, and your mind is fuckin' beautiful
And I can't pretend
That that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah
Sam Rothstein, Ginger, you're beautiful to me
(You're beautiful)
Tell me where you're at, I can tell you where to be
Girl, your body that fit, yeah, you should've been a killer (killer, killer)
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
Body so dope, yeah, you should've been a dealer
You're beautiful to me
You're beautiful to me (you're beautiful)
You're beautiful to me (you're beautiful, baby)
You're beautiful to me
Credits
Writer(s): Mariah Carey, Mac Robinson, Nathan Perez, Miguel Jontel Pimentel, Brook Christian Davis
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