(Drop Dead) Beautiful

Album: Femme Fatale (2011)
  • Oh
    Diamond, diamond
    Shinin', shinin'
    Ooh boy
    You so fine
    Gotta be the finest thing
    That I've seen in my life
    I will pay whatever
    Just to get a better view
    And yeah, your body looks so sick
    I think I caught the flu

    Look at you
    Look at you
    Be my sweetie
    Be my honey tonight

    Look at you
    Look at you
    Be my sweetie
    Be my honey tonight

    'Cause you're beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop-drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    You're some kind of fine

    Boy, you know
    You're beautiful
    I know you heard it before
    Boy, you know
    You broke the mold
    Nobody even come close
    Nobody even come close
    You're some kind of fine

    You must be B-I-G
    Because you got me hypnotized
    Whoever said that beauty on the inside is a liar
    'Cause, what I'm looking at right now
    Would make a big girl cry
    So fasten up your seat belt
    It's gon' be a bumpy ride

    Look at you
    Look at you
    Be my sweetie
    Be my honey tonight

    Look at you
    Look at you
    Be my sweetie
    Be my honey tonight

    'Cause you're beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop-drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    You're some kind of fine

    Boy, you know
    You're beautiful
    I know you heard it before
    Boy, you know
    You broke the mold
    Nobody even come close
    Nobody even come close
    You're some kind of fine

    Oh, I think I like you
    Sabi
    Boy, boy
    Look at you
    I wanna get, get, get next to you
    Got me kinda hot
    But, I ain't sweatin' you
    Steamin' like like a pot full of vegetables

    Boy, boy
    Look at me
    I know you wanna touch
    But it ain't for free
    I don't need your money
    I just want your D
    Boy, come over here with your sexy ass

    'Cause you're beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop-drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    Beautiful
    (Drop dead)
    You're some kind of fine

    Boy, you know
    You're beautiful
    I know you heard it before
    Boy, you know
    You broke the mold
    Nobody even come close
    Nobody even come close
    You're some kind of fine

    Oh
    Yeah
    Oh
    Boy you know Writer/s: BENJAMIN LEVIN, CHRISTOPHER MAURICE BROWN, ESTHER DEAN, JEREMY MICHAEL COLEMAN, JOSHUA EMANUEL COLEMAN, MATHIEU JOMPHE-LEPINE
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
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