You Got Nothing On Me (Feat. Nikki Holguin)

Everytime I'm going out The same things keep happening New boy, same tricks You're coming closer to me now Trying to 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 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 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 Trying to 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 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot 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 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 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh You got nothing on me 'cause I look too hot