Justin Bieber - Looking for You Lyrics

(feat. Migos)


[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 (I'm sorry)

[Verse 1 — Justin Bieber:]
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
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
If I didn't know I need you for sure

[Pre-Hook — Justin Bieber:]
Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And 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 love
And everywhere around the world
Don't you know that I'll be looking for you

[Hook — Quavo:]
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)

[Verse 2 — Justin Bieber:]
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?

[Pre-Hook — Justin Bieber:]
Tonight might be the night
You might mess around and fall in love
And 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 love
And everywhere around the world
Don't you know that I'll be looking for you
I'll be looking for you

[Hook — Quavo:]
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)

[Verse 3 — Quavo:]
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

[Verse 4 — Takeoff:]
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

[Verse 5 — Offset:]
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 Ter