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Description
It's as if they turned on not a track, but a neon sign flashing the word “danger.” Here you have jaw-dropping moves, fire, and five-star-level icy sauce - all served with that same confident click of heels that can be heard louder than the bass.
There is audacity and glamour in this cocktail, but seasoned with a smile that says, “What did you expect?” The scene is more like an arena: the audience throws stones, but they can't take their eyes off it. The music spins your head like a carousel, and even when the lyrics talk about heaviness, it flows easily, as if it were all just a game where the grand prize has long been known.
Lyrics and translation
Original
You make me hit the trigger ain't that what you do?
-Pretty. Pretty woman. Pretty.
-You walk that walk, that talk, straight -rockin' keep my cool. -Pretty. Pretty woman. Pretty.
Every Sunday baby, I'm tryna feel with you. My goddess, I've been praying.
I'm breaking all the rules.
Pretty woman, rolling on my street. Yeah she on fire. So spicy, five, four, three.
-Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, -all for you. -Pretty woman.
I got the bag, -oh what you gonna do? -Pretty woman.
-Pretty woman. Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, oh what you gonna do? As a matter of fact, I know I'm really hurt, but if anything
I'm pretty. If we talking looks, I'm killing everything.
Hot commodity, to give it up, his wedding ring. Not to boast, I'm super bad, got my own bag.
Beauty's in the eye, behold her, but I'm something to brag on.
So done dah-dah, my lipstick yep on. From carrying this weight, I almost broke my backbone.
People down, I'm up, they keep trolling. In and out my soul, I'm so pretty. How could anybody hate?
I be the block subject of pretty, but they thinking I'm not. And they still watch,
Mercedes but connected the dots.
Believe me, they be hiding but they throwing them rocks. Looking presidential, should be in Oval. Korea to US, my money bi-coastal.
With bad bitches sharing my plate, I'm not greedy. Girls, girls, we run the world,
I'm so pretty woman, rolling on my street. Yeah she on fire. Oh yes I am. So spicy, five, four, three.
-Let's go. Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, -all for you. -Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, oh what you gonna do? -Pretty woman.
Pretty woman.
-Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, oh what you gonna do?
I know you like it spicy. Got that five star flavor, so icy.
Spice it up, keep it saucy. Serving hot so, hot so, yes please. Are you with it? Come and ride it.
Take a seat, let it hit, we gon' waste no time. With it, every night, yeah.
We can ride non-stop, we gon' lose our minds.
Pretty woman.
I got the bag, -all for you. -Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, oh what you gonna do? -Pretty woman. Pretty woman.
-Pretty woman.
-I got the bag, oh what you gonna do?
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