Original lyrics

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Every time I'm going out The same things keep happening New boy, same tricks You're coming closer to me now Tryna be smooth So here we go again, here we go again You're trying to buy me drinks And I don't like your cheap tricks Take it somewhere else, would ya? Would ya? I don't know what you think But I'm not one of those chicks Take it somewhere else, would ya? Would ya? (You got nothing on me, on me) (You got nothing on me, on me) (You got nothing on me, on me) (Hey) I know that I'm looking like a movie star You try to pick me up in your new sports car (Hey) I think it's called a Jaguar I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind (Hey) I can see you want me bad But your petty moves kind of make me sad (Hey) Oh boy, you must be mad You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot You're trying to impress me, but I don't care About your Rolex or your credit card Rolex or your credit card But still, you won't quit Tryna be cool So here we go again, here we go again (You got nothing on me, on me) (You got nothing on me, on me) (You got nothing on me, on me) (Hey) I know that I'm looking like a movie star You try to pick me up in your new sports car (Hey) I think it's called a Jaguar I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind (Hey) I can see you want me bad But your petty moves kind of make me sad (Hey) Oh boy, you must be mad You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot You're tryna buy me drinks And I don't like your cheap tricks Take it somewhere else, would ya? Would ya? I don't know what you think But I'm not one of those chicks Take it somewhere else, would ya? Would ya? (Hey) I know that I'm looking like a movie star You try to pick me up in your new sports car (Hey) I think it's called a Jaguar I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind (Hey) I can see you want me bad But your petty moves kind of make me sad (Hey) Oh boy, you must be mad You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot (Hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (hey) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot