Songtext zu 'Looking For You' von Justin Bieber

What's up migos?
What up JB, it's time to go to the club
Time to pull those toys out man
Let's do it

Hey where the party at?
Let's go
Let's ride
Let's roll
Yea, everywhere I go
Them girls, follow
Na, na, na, na, na

Let everybody know that I'm here tonight
As soon as I walk in the door
Pretty lady I think I need you in my life
In fact you know I need you for sure

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And then I might be the guy
That'll make you wanna fall in love with him
Girl, what's your name, I'm happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, I can't lose
And everywhere around the world
Don't you know girl, that, I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not paparazzi or a stalker
(I'll be looking for you)
She right in front of me
Looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I'll be looking for you)

I got money in my pocket and I ain't afraid to spend it
It ain't a problem, baby girl when you're with it
Tell me what you wanna do
Would you make a move now?
Girl you ain't gotta fight the feeling
Tell me why you're grinning
(Look at her face)
Looking like you wanna say
Do I really gotta say anymore?
(Say no more)
Need to know I ain't playing
(I ain't playing)
Baby what are we waiting for?

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And then I might be the guy
That'll make you wanna fall in love with him
Girl, what's your name, I'm happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, I can't lose
And everywhere around the world
Don't you know girl, that, I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not paparazzi or a stalker
(I'll be looking for you)
She right in front of me
Looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I'll be looking for you)

Bad bitches in the party, alcohol on me
Tell the waitress put the sparklers on my 20 B-T
I asked her what's her name got the note she said hammer
On the way to the mattress, said she loved the panamera
In the trap with j-b with my phone chirpin' like beepers
Mona lisa, anna mae in the pot when I beat it
Take her across the country, I got plugs on the visa
Cut your man off little mama, you don't need him

He never seen a nigga like me
Hoppin' out the chevy, step up with the minks
Gold chain, Mr. T
In the summer, with the beach, with the hummer
With the leather seat
Would tell you 'bout my mansion
But I bet they watching me
I'm a vegetarian
All I want is some lettuce and some broccoli
Mansion out in beverly, your bitch calling me
Call me your majesty

My bitch is so gorgeous, I might pay her mortgage
I run to the money like Forrest
My life is historic
Travel 'round the world like I'm in orbit
I take your bitch and dunk her like Ben Gordon
I watch her like a telescope
I beat it and kill it like I'm Lil Terrio
I got your bitch, she watching me like Tyler Perry shows
I'm young and always riding in a Phantom Ghost
I paint a picture for niggas like Michelangelo

Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And then I might be the guy
That'll make you wanna fall in love with him
Girl, what's your name, I'm happy that you came
I'm the man in this, stick with me, I can't lose
And everywhere around the world
Don't you know girl that, I'll be looking for you

Is it her looking for you, looking for you?
I'm not paparazzi or a stalker
(I'll be looking for you)
She right in front of me
Looking for you, looking for you
Not the feds or a cop
(I'll be looking for you)