I must confess
You lookin' fresh (So fresh)
Yep I'm impressed
Go head and flex (Flex! Turn up)
Everybody be hatin' the way that you stealin' the show
'Cause, ooh, you be killin um just like Little Terio
Ooh, you can get it
Anything you want (Anything you want)
And can't nobody (can't nobody)
Ever tell you no (No, no!)
Don't need no filters on pictures
Before you post um on The Gram
You can shut down the internet they don't even understand
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
They don't make 'em quite like you (like you)
No, no, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't braggin' if you know it's true.
Ooh, where you from (where you from)?
Must be heaven
You'd be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy
Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection.
Why you think I'm puttin' on my favorite perfume?
Why you think this dress so tight that I can barely move?
Why you think I'm dancin' in these uncomfortable shoes?
I did it all, I did it all, I did it all for you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Don't you ever get (it) confused
No, no, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't braggin' if you know it's true.
Ooh, where you from (where you from)?
Must be heaven
You'd be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy
Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Should I even return his call? (No way, no way)
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Should I even return his call?
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Should I even return his call?
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
(On the, on the, on-on the wall...)
Ooh, where you from? (what planet?)
Must be heaven (okay)
You'd be rich if looking good was your profession. (cha-ching!)
Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy (you so sexy)
Boy, I ain't talkin' bout you, I'm talking to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
I'm talkin' to my own reflection
Boy, I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' to my own reflection.
