All the Pretty Girls
A&R Lyrics


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A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL LIKE YOU

There's a beat going in the street
There's a carnival in the square
It's real neat to share that beat
All the young hot girls are there

So the guys are standing proud
Dressed up looking fine
Hoping that they'll catch the eye
Of a pretty young girl in line

Now do I stand here feeling grand
Indeed I do
Cos I don't need to scan the line.
When I got a girl like you

Yeah a pretty little girl like you

I can hear a busy drummer
Blasting out that beat
I can feel my body shake
Now I've got twitchy feet

Now do I feel like a boogie king
Indeed I do
When I can shake around the square l
With a pretty little girl like you

So Grab my hand lets bust a move
Jig your feet along the street
We can sing and dance all night
Let's groove to that Beat

Guitar solo

There's a beat going in the street
There's a carnival in the square
It's real neat to share that beat
All the young hot girls are there

So the guys are standing proud
Dressed up looking fine
Hoping that they'll catch the eye
Of a pretty young girl in line

Now do I stand here feeling grand
Indeed I do
Cos I don't need to scan the line.
When I got a girl like you

I can hear a busy drummer
Blasting out that beat
I can feel my body shake
Now I've got twitchy feet

Now do I feel like a boogie king
Indeed I do
When I can shake around the square
With a pretty little girl like you

So Grab my hand lets bust a move
Jig your feet along the street
We can sing and dance all night
Let's groove to that Beat





Now
Let's groove to that beat

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "All the Pretty Girls" by A&R are about a man at a club trying to pick up a pretty girl. He describes how she catches his eye and how he wants to take her home. He talks about her attractiveness and how she moves to the music. He also notes that she makes him want to spend money on her. He then asks for her name and where she's from. Overall, the song is about male desire and pursuit of female attention.


The lyrics are quite straightforward and focus entirely on the man's desires and his approach to getting what he wants. He speaks confidently and brazenly about the woman and his intentions. The song's catchy beat and melody make it a popular club song, perfect for dancing and partying.


Overall, the song is a classic example of a male-ego-driven club anthem. It's explicit and straightforward and doesn't offer any depth in terms of lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Excuse me miss, don't mean to interrupt
The singer addresses a woman in the club.


But you're the hottest chick in this club
The singer compliments the woman's appearance.


The way you shake your ass to this beat
The singer admires the woman's dancing.


It's like your booty got dancin feet
The artist characterizes the woman's butt as lively and energetic.


I want to take you home, in my Hummer Jeep
The artist expresses his desire to spend the night with the woman.


All over me while you ridin the beep beep
The singer envisions the woman being intimate with him in his car.


I just really want to taste your ice cream
The singer desires to perform oral sex on the woman.


It's the weekend baby I got the {?}
The artist implies that he is free to spend time with the woman because it's the weekend.


Go on girl, the way you do me
The artist is aroused by the woman's actions.


This is somethin like a fantasy
The artist is living out a sexual fantasy with the woman.


You're that girl from the magazine
The singer compares the woman to someone he's seen in a media publication.


BET, or, MTV
The artist references TV networks where music videos are aired.


So baby let me take you to my ecstasy
The singer suggests that sex with him will be pleasurable for the woman.


Pull up to the club on them 23's
The singer arrives at the club in a fancy car with oversized wheels.


Girl you’ve got that shit in your hip
The singer is attracted to the woman's physical features.


that make me want to spend, money
The artist is willing to spend money to impress the woman.


[Chorus] Pretty girls (where you at)
The artist addresses single, attractive women in the club.


I'm talkin to the ones, that came alone
The singer wants to talk to women without male company.


Pretty girls (put your hands up)
The singer asks the women to raise their hands.


The single ones, we want to take you home - see'mon
The artist and his friends want to hook up with the single women.


Pretty girls... (you make me want to shout)
The artist is excited by the presence of good looking women.


Let's, go!
The artist urges the women to come with him and his friends.


Whether you tall like Lisa Leslie
The singer comments on women's varying heights.


Or short like the barrel on that baby 380
The artist uses a gun reference to describe a short woman.


Pretty lady, I got a ride to fit yo' frame
The singer claims to have a car that suits the woman's body size.


From the Coupe to the big Mercedes
The singer has access to different car models.


[unknown], these groundhogs stay with the cash
The singer refers to his friends with an unknown term and brags about their financial status.


And the black card don't got no max
The artist has a black credit card with no spending limit.


Fall, back, blow on some Merikesh hash
The artist suggests smoking marijuana imported from Morocco.


With more Manolos than Sarah Jess' had
The singer's friends have numerous pairs of Manolo Blahnik shoes like the TV show character Sarah Jessica Parker.


How you gon' go back to dudes with little sacks
The singer is critical of other men's genitalia size.


Little kiddie chromes in they itty bitty homes
The artist belittles other men's living spaces.


Fuckin' up your lungs, puffin that homegrown
The artist disapproves of smoking low-quality marijuana.


You should be with us, cuttin' in Hong Kong
The artist thinks that the women should spend time with him and his friends, partying in Hong Kong.


Straight shots of Catron or Dom Perignon
The singer drinks expensive champagne.


Guys your girls say Shawn very long
The artist brags about his sexual stamina.


So if you ain't afraid of catchin a love Jones
The singer suggests that women should have sex with him.


Get with Coach Dean Smith, bitch get in the zone, see'mon
The singer implores women to have confidence and be ready for sexual activity.


[Chorus]
The chorus repeats, urging single women to come home with the singer and his friends.


Tell me what you're drinkin' at the bar ma
The artist asks what kind of drink the woman has ordered.


I'm gonna buy ma, anybody tell you youse a star ma
The artist offers to pay for the woman's drinks and compliments her.


You remind me of my car ma, no ignition
The singer makes a crude comparison of the woman to his car.


I start the Coupe up from the kitchen
The singer is proud of his car and can start it remotely.


My pretty girls get plenty attention
The artist is confident about his attraction to women.


When it come to sex get plenty of inches
The artist boasts about his penis size.


We shop, like we all broke detention
The artist and his friends shop extravagantly despite their wealth.


Club like we at a alcoholic's convention
The singer and his friends party heavily, like they are at a convention for alcoholics.


Hit the 'tel with two chicks and she with it
The artist and his friends take two women back to their hotel for sexual activity.


Mama got down like the flo' when she did it
The singer is impressed with the woman's sexual moves on the floor.


Pretty girls, keep shakin' ass now mama
The singer urges the women to keep dancing provocatively.


This party is not over
The singer and his friends want the party to continue.


What's your name, what city you represent ma
The artist wants to know the woman's name and where she is from.


Where the hands on all the pretty girls ma
The artist looks for single women in the vicinity.


For the players and the hustlers in the club now
The singer is referring to himself and his friends as players and hustlers.


And all my niggaz that be sippin pimp juice now
The singer and his friends are drinking a cocktail called pimp juice.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Keith Hailwood

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