"You Got Nothing on Me" lyrics

Every time I'm goin' out
The same things keep happenin'
New boy, same tricks
Come close till now
Tryin' to be smooth, so here we go again
Here we go again

You're tryin' to buy me drinks, and
I don't want your cheap tricks
Take it somewhere else, would you? Would you?
I don't know what you're thinkin'
Not one of those tricks
Take it somewhere else, would you? Would you?

(You got nothing on me, on me)
(You got nothing on me, on me)
(You got nothing on me, on me)

I know that I'm lookin' like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's called the Jaguar
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh, boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot

Tryin' to impress me
But I don't care about your Rolex or your credit card
(Rolex or your credit card)
Still you won't quit
Tryin' to be cool, so here we go again
Here we go again, 'gain, gain'

You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me
You got nothing on me, on me

I know that I'm lookin' like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's called the Jaguar
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh, boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot
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 tryin' to buy me drinks, and
I don't want your cheap tricks
Take it somewhere else, would you? Would you?
I don't know what you're thinkin'
But I'm not one of those chicks
Take it somewhere else, would you? Would you?

I know that I'm lookin' like a movie star
You're tryna pick me up in your new sports car
I think it's called the Jaguar
I don't give a damn, ain't got money on my mind
I can see you want me bad
But your petty moves kinda make me sad
Oh, boy, you must be mad
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You got nothing on me, 'cause I look too hot