Look at Her

DJ Scream & Fabo - Pop
Look at Her
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[Intro: One Chance & Fabo] One Chance (What's happenin'?) Oh, Fabo, oh (What's happenin'?) Us, us, us, us Us, us, us, look at her (What's happenin'?) (Oh, oh) Look at her (Oh, oh, what's happenin'?) Look at her (Oh, oh, oh) Look at her (Oh, oh, oh, oh, what's happenin'?) Look at her, look at her [Verse 1: One Chance] Shawty, come here give me them goodies Got my peripherals on and girl, I see you lookin' The way you make it roll, then you stop wit' it Drop down and then you make them fingers pop wit' it Baby, do your thang, get ya shine on Just like that chandelier that's hangin' on my collarbone Somethin' bout the way you bend your knees and rock yo' hips (Oh) And get the bitin' on your bottom lip (Oh) [Pre-Chorus: One Chance & Fabo] Bend low and bend your back up (Girl, you're doin' that dance) Slow down, I'm tryna catch up (But you're movin' too fast) Last call, you know I'm thinkin' (Shawty, do you got plans?) Lemme show you how I'm livin' ('Cause I'm sittin' on rims; Look at her) [Chorus: One Chance & Fabo] The way she dancin', man, she dead wrong (Look at her) She know she sexy with her heels on (Look at her) She look like Halle mixed with Nia Long (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) I'm 'bout to see if I could take her home (Look at her) And get her hummin' in my microphone (Look at her) Patrone already got her gone (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) [Verse 2: One Chance] On the floor, I got you open, it's the last song Anticipating, baby, I can't wait to get hands-on I wanna see you on ya toes, go and lock wit' it (Oh) You like that clock on the wall, just tick-tock wit' it (Oh) Girl, do yo dance (Girl, do yo dance) and I'ma watch you do it Gone work it wit' no hands, ain't nothin' to it (What's happenin'?) It's somethin' 'bout the way you juke it when you steal the scene I'ma sit back and relax and just watch your shoulder lean (Look at her) [Chorus: One Chance & Fabo] The way she dancin', man, she dead wrong (Look at her) She know she sexy with her heels on (Look at her) She look like Halle mixed with Nia Long (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) I'm 'bout to see if I could take her home (Look at her) And get her hummin' in my microphone (Look at her) Patrone already got her gone (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) (Oh, what's happenin'?) [Verse 3: Fabo] See, I roll with her, I never seen them moves Python wit' a snake wit' it, she cool Fabo, he'll dance like a fool Miss Pacman knocked me outta my shoes Her body went sideways then stopped Break that chick, backdrop Look at her dance, she'll roll and pop Take me to the candy shop Bubblegum, make me smile New York girls really like my style L.A. girls she blunt and wild Texas girls, she tippin' parter 'Cause she a Georgia girl, look at her go Real ghetto wit a Hollywood Glow Lookin' for a camera Matrix drop slow Lean wit' it, then rock her thong (Look at her) [Chorus: One Chance & Fabo] The way she dancin', man, she dead wrong (Look at her) She know she sexy with her heels on (Look at her) She look like Halle mixed with Nia Long (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) I'm 'bout to see if I could take her home (Look at her) And get her hummin' in my microphone (Look at her) Patrone already got her gone (Look at her) Look at her (Look at her), look at her (Look at her) [Outro: One Chance] What's happenin'? What's happenin'? What's happenin'?
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Credits
- Writers
- Ryon Lovett
- Fabo