I must confess, looking fresh (so fresh) Yup I'm impressed, Go 'head and flex (flex! up) Everybody be hatin' the way you stealin' the show 'Cause ooh you be killing' 'em just little Terio
Ooh you can get it, you want (anything you want) And can't (Can't nobody) ever tell you no (no, no!) Don't need no filters on pictures before you 'em on the gram Shut down the internet don't even understand
Ooh ooh ooh ooh don't make 'em quite like you No no ooh ooh ooh It ain't braggin' if you it's true
Ooh, you from be heaven You'd be rich if looking was your profession Think I'm in love, you so sexy Boy, I ain't about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm to my own reflection I'm talking to my own Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own I'm to my own reflection I'm talking to my own Boy, I ain't talking 'bout you, I'm talking to my own
Why you I'm puttin' on my favorite perfume? Why you this dress so tight that I can barely move? Why you think I'm dancin' in these shoes? I did it all, I did it all, I did it all for you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh, you ever get it confused No no ooh, ooh ooh It ain't braggin' if you it's true
Ooh, you from? (Where you from) be heaven You'd be rich if looking good was profession Think I'm in love, you so sexy Boy, I talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm talking to my own I'm to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' you I'm to my own reflection I'm to my own reflection I'm talking to my own Boy, I ain't talking 'bout you, I'm talking to my own
Mirror, mirror on the Should I even return his call? (Snow white, white) Mirror, on the wall Should I even return his Mirror, mirror on the Should I return his call? (Ah ah) Mirror, on the wall On the, on the, the wall
Ooh, you from be heaven (okay) You'd be rich if looking was your profession (Ching-Ching!) Think I'm in love, you so sexy Boy, I talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm talking to my own I'm to my own reflection Boy, I ain't about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own I'm talking to my own Boy, I talking 'bout you, I'm talking to my own reflection