Looking For You
[Intro:]Takeoff- Guala!Bieber - What's up Migos?Quavo - What up JB, it's time to go to the club, time to pull those toys out man - let's do it
[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]Hey where the party at? Let's goLet's ride, Let's rollYea, everywhere I goThem girls followNa, na, na, naLet everybody know that I'm here tonightAs soon as I walk in the doorPretty lady I think I need you in my lifeIn fact I know I need you for sure
[Pre-Hook: Justin Bieber]Tonight might be the nightYou might mess around and fall in loveAnd I might be the guyThat'll make you want to fall in love with himGirl, what's your name, happy that you cameI'm the man in this, stick with me, and gain loveEverywhere around the worldI'll be looking for you
[Hook: Quavo]Is it her? Lookin' for you, lookin' for youI'm not paparazzi or a stalkerShe right in front of me looking for you, looking for youNot the feds or a cop
[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]I got money in my pocket and I ain't afraid to spend itIt ain't a problem, baby girl when you're with itTell me what you wanna do, we can make a move nowGirl you ain't gotta fight the feelin', tell me why you grinning(Look at her face)I think you're likin' what I'm sayin'Do I really gotta say anymore?(Say no more)You need to know I ain't playin'(I ain't playin')Baby what are we waitin' for?
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook]
[Verse 3: Quavo]Bad bitches in the party, alcohol on meTell the waitress put the sparklers on my 20 B-T (lean!)I asked her what's her name - got the note she said HammerOn the way to the mattress, said she loved the PanameraIn the trap with J.B. with my phone chirpin' like beepersMona Lisa, Anna Mae in the pot when I beat itTake her 'cross the country, I got plugs on the VisaCut your man off little mama, you don't need him
[Verse 4: Takeoff]He ain't never seen a nigga like meTake hopping out, Giussepe steppin', with the minksGold chain, Mr. TIn the summer, in the beachWith Hummer, with the leather seatWould tell you 'bout my mansion but I bet they watchin' meI'm a vegetarian, all I want is some lettuce and some broccoliMansion out in Beverly, your bitch call me call me "Your Majesty"
[Verse 5: Offset]My bitch is so gorgeous, I might pay her mortgageI run to the money like ForrestMy life is historicTravel 'round the world like I'm in orbitI take your bitch and dunk her like Ben GordonI watch her like a telescopeI beat it and kill it like I'm Lil TerRioI got your bitch, she watchin' me like Tyler Perry showsI'm young and I'm rich, ridin' in a Phantom GhostI paint a picture for niggas like Michelangelo