Pretty Girl

(Intro)

Yeah yeah
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Woah, pretty girl, woah woah

(Verse 1)

Time is of the essence, I ain't tryna waste none
Your body is a weapon, it reminds me of a machine gun
Sounding like (Booyaka booyaka)
Everybody get low, get low (Like booyaka, booyaka)
Welcome to the gun show, gun show
The sun shining on your face, the perfect lighting for a selfie
Baby, I don’t know too much about you, I was hoping you’d tell me, more
I wanna know, wanna know, what you have in store
Pretty girl, finest in the world

(Hook)

The lips of an angel, I wonder how they feel
Are they warm? Are they cold? The thought gives me chills
Your beauty is a flare, seen from miles away
I caught your vibe, but can I put a name with the face of a
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

Can I just call ya
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

(Verse 2)

Your eyes are like windows, Can I shake hands with your soul?
I need your info, your name, the number to your phone
Can I call you? Girl can I call you?
And when you tell me come over, I’m gon’ come through
So nice to meet you, yeah, yeah (yeah)

Girl what’s going on? Girl what’s going on?
Got all my friends telling me that I’m falling off
Telling me that I’m falling hard
For you
I can’t deny it, I can’t deny it
You keep me smiling, You keep me smiling
If I lean in can I kiss you?

(Hook)

The lips of an angel, I wonder how they feel
Are they warm? Are they cold? The thought gives me chills
Your beauty is a flare, seen from miles away
I caught your vibe, but can I put a name with the face of a
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

Can I just call ya
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

(Bridge)

The night is coming to an end
But I can’t let you walk away, without giving me your name
We have took a couple pictures
So I won’t forget your frame
But
What should I call you, baby?

(Hook)

The lips of an angel, I wonder how they feel (ahhh)
Are they warm? Are they cold? The thought gives me chills
Your beauty is a flare (yeahhhh)
Seen from miles away
I caught your vibe, but can I put a name with the face of a (face of a)
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl (ah)
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

Can I just call ya (call you?)
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl
(Yea, yea, yea)