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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PRETTYMUCH
PRETTYMUCH
Performer
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Programming
Zion Kuwonu
Zion Kuwonu
Background Vocals
Nick Mara
Nick Mara
Background Vocals
Austin Porter
Austin Porter
Background Vocals
Brandon Arreaga
Brandon Arreaga
Background Vocals
Edwin Honoret
Edwin Honoret
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Lomax
Marcus Lomax
Composer
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Composer
Cari Fletcher
Cari Fletcher
Composer
Amy Allen
Amy Allen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Producer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mixing Engineer
William Binderup
William Binderup
Assistant Engineer
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's PRETTYMUCH Aye, when you walked up to the table Made me feel so unstable Looking so fly like an angel Ah-ah-ah Aye, jeans so tight like a locket I can see the penny in your pocket And you don't even know you got it Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party, party) Girl you can call the shots like Jello (Jello) Got me weak in the knees like Jello (Jello) And the way we jell together, make 'em Jello Everybody want a taste of what you got Nah, go get your own (Yo) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello, jello Wait, woah, ain't got no Ferrari But I got the spice like Bali Promise you won't be sorry Ah-ah-ah Yeah, girl, you got that sauce that A1 You got that kick like Cajun I don't even know where you came from Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party, party) Yeah Girl, you can call the shots like Jello (Yeah-yeah-yeah Jello) You got me weak in the knees like Jello (Shout, shout, shout) And the way we jell together make 'em Jello Everybody want a taste of what you got Nah, go get your own (Yo) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Hey) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh) Nah, ooh-ooh-ooh S-s-sweet like jello, jello No, I can't take my eyes off of you Girl, the way you move, yeah (Way you move, way you move) Every color, every flavor, day and night I'ma savor you Keep down, and swallow the show Here we go Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see you jiggle, jiggle, jiggle Jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you Lemme see you just Lemme see you just Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see you jiggle, jiggle, jiggle Jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Lemme see you, lemme see (Stop) Baby, you're the truth This one's for you To celebrate your body (Body, body) Said you got champagne in your room For me and you Yeah, you're the after-party (Party)
Writer(s): Marcus Lomax, Amy Allen, Cari Fletcher, Michael Sabath Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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