Julian Bunetta - Reflection lyrics

[Verse 1: Dinah & Camila] I must confess, you looking fresh Yep I'm impressed, go 'head and flex Everybody be hating the way that you stealing the show Cause ooh you be k**ing 'em just like little Terio You can get, anything you want And ain't nobody, ever telling you no Don't need no filters on pictures before you post them on the 'gram Shut down the internet, they don't even understand [Pre-Chorus 1: Lauren] Ooh, they don't make 'em quite like you No ooh, it ain't bragging if you know it's true [Chorus: Normani] Oh where you from? Must be heaven You'd be rich if looking good, is your profession Think I'm love, cause you so s**y Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection [Verse 2: Camila] Why'd you think I'm putting on my favourite perfume? Why'd you think this dress so tight that I can barely move? Why'd you think I'm dancing in these uncomfortable shoes? I did it all, I did it all, I did it all for you [Pre-Chorus 2: Lauren] Ooh, don't you ever get it confused No, ooh, it ain't bragging if you know is true [Chorus: Normani] Oh where you from? Must be heaven You'd be rich, if looking good, it's your profession Think I'm love, cause you so s**y Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection [Bridge: Ally] 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, should I even return his call? Mirror, mirror on the wall [Chorus: Normani] Oh where you from? Must be heaven You'd be rich, if looking good, is your profession Think I'm love, cause you so s**y Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection I'm talking to my own reflection, I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talking about you, I'm talking to my own reflection