F.E.A.T.S - Pretty Girl

[Sonny Robertson]
Everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything me
'Cause pretty girl, you're everything to me
You're everything I need

[Rye Beaumont]
Does she mind, does she mind
Took me seconds to decide, yeah
She fucking ride, through the night, 'cause she like it
Lost the time, as it's ticking on by
This shit ain't a race, but we fucking all night
I think she's vibin'
Take her out, and she said "I'm just a sad thing"
She was lying
Steal the money, she committed to the fame
She put out the richest numbers, no names
She's addicted, she'll admit it, no shame
That's a fake shit playing the game

[Sonny Robertson]
Everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
'Cause pretty girl, you're everything to me
You're everything to me
You're everything I need
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
'Cause pretty girl, you're everything to me
You're everything I need

[Rye Beaumont]
Pretty girl, got that everything on me (Heartless)
Is it shameless, I feel weightless
But it's pretty honest
We're playing nice, fuck me twice, since the day it started
Here's to the player ones
She ain't for the faint-hearted

She's a bitch that you like
And she dropping off your radar
You'll be runnin' around in circles for a player
She got the whole thing, style
You should walk away, and let her run a mile

[Sonny Robertson, with Rye Beaumont]
Everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
Pretty girl, you're everything to me
'Cause pretty girl, you're everything to me
You're everything I need

You're everything to me (She's a bitch that you like)
Pretty girl, you're everything to me (And she dropping off your radar)
Pretty girl, you're everything to me (You'll be runnin' around in circles for a player)
'Cause pretty girl you're everything to me (You'll be runnin' around in circles for a player)
You're everything I need