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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
benny blanco
Programming
Claude Kelly
Background Vocals
Dr. Luke
Programming
Akon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruno Mars
Songwriter
Claude Kelly
Songwriter
P. Lawrence
Songwriter
Benjamin Levin
Songwriter
Lukasz Gottwald
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
benny blanco
Producer
Dr. Luke
Producer
Tim Roberts
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tatiana Gottwald
Assistant Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Engineer
Emily Wright
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
John Hanes
Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Sam Holland
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hey, Ms. Red Carpet
She can autograph my pockets
Anytime, anyplace, anyway
I'll be looking, everybody else watching
I don't wanna be obnoxious
But this girl worth the gossip
Take away the smile
The tattoo now, forever she bad regardless
I imagine her topless
She might set off my rocket
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and popping, she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side I bring glitter to my life
I should Twitter this girl is sparkling
[Verse 2]
She ain't no rockstar, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got fashion
She ain't a model, but camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
[Verse 3]
Hey, I wanna know her mama name
Cause that's where she get it from
They ain't never shot her with silicon
Shawty is her and her, yeah, she the real one
Touch one, grab one, feel one
I wish she woulda told me that
Ain't nothing wrong, bringing the old me back
Little mama knows her body so trophy glass
She worth it, let me buy her some Chloe bags
Like damn, can I be your police badge?
Pull it over, get a little cozy and
Reminisce on her like an oldie jam
Record some shh, on a Playboy cam
She ain't no actress, the movie from my mattress
Rock star, none of that practice
But still she got fanatics
[Verse 4]
She ain't no rock star, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got fashion
She ain't a model, but camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
[Verse 5]
Oh, whoa, whoa, look at her go, whoa, whoa
I wanna know, whoa, whoa
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
Oh, whoa, whoa, look at her go, whoa, whoa
I wanna know, whoa, whoa
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
[Verse 6]
She ain't no rockstar, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got fashion
She ain't a model, but camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl?
Written by: Bruno Mars, Claude Kelly, Dr. Luke, Flo Rida, Philip Lawrence, benny blanco