deja vu
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
We need green like a Yoshi
Green like some OG, he ain't like the other ones he ain't gonna OD
He just want some gold teeth, screens in the four seats, dreams of the pro league
Never trust the police
All we kick is flavor, haters try to goal keep
This sound like breaking plates in a '88, oh sheesh
Screens fallin', fallin', fallin, fallin', like rain drops
The trunk rattle make the pain stop
I'm in the H-Town, I'm in the A-Town, I'm in the Carolinas like a gamecock
They try to cool me off so I ain't hot
I just want some peace of mind, I just want some time alone
I know you hate it when I read yo mind, and tell yo secrets on this microphone
To tell the truth she just might be crazy
She can't wait to say that I do
I can't wait to say that I don't
I can't wait to do what I want
I just had to hop in my whip, I know how to play it off cool
Rick James in the deck when flip, I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
1505 Kennedy it taught me it'd be many men
Wishing death upon a star I can't take kind to fidgeting
Throwing shade like pitches bitch my business all my interest in
Would say sum bout burners but my pole don't got no business here
Fresh out Lincoln parish hit Popeyes and grab a 3-piece
Money rule the world so staying broke can never be me
I'll sock a shelf before I let a nigga feed me
Fuck them games on TV meet a player live in 3D
Bitch I'm made for it, should savor it, they favored me
Ain't no nigga played with me, what's lame to me, them chains and shit
Ain't no diamonds change the fact she aiming at them g's
You ain't riding right if you ain't throw that hoe on d's
Outchea breaking nuggets counting duckets tryna stay composed
Shit was kinda ugly but them tough ones make you cherish more
Blowing on this sherbet hope it's worth it I'm just tryna fade
If it's in my purpose watch me work and get my niggas paid, aye
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
Brand new order placed putting hours in today
It might take some time but text back 'cet' I'm on the way
Ain't no time to waste but sometimes I be in a daze
It's worth what you paid you put the flowers to ya face
Baby I don't kid or play, party pack like kid-n-play
She love X ain't take a break
Put it on her tongue she turnt soon as it disintegrate
Had a dream the other night that I seen the other day
Deja Vu know what they say
You where you suppose to be at and she down on her knee caps
Bow down let me see that got her asking me for feedback
Might smoke one then I beat that
I'm gone after the 3-pack
She tell her friends her secrets and I won't ever be back
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
We need green like a Yoshi
Green like some OG, he ain't like the other ones he ain't gonna OD
He just want some gold teeth, screens in the four seats, dreams of the pro league
Never trust the police
All we kick is flavor, haters try to goal keep
This sound like breaking plates in a '88, oh sheesh
Screens fallin', fallin', fallin, fallin', like rain drops
The trunk rattle make the pain stop
I'm in the H-Town, I'm in the A-Town, I'm in the Carolinas like a gamecock
They try to cool me off so I ain't hot
I just want some peace of mind, I just want some time alone
I know you hate it when I read yo mind, and tell yo secrets on this microphone
To tell the truth she just might be crazy
She can't wait to say that I do
I can't wait to say that I don't
I can't wait to do what I want
I just had to hop in my whip, I know how to play it off cool
Rick James in the deck when flip, I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had deja vu
I just had
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
1505 Kennedy it taught me it'd be many men
Wishing death upon a star I can't take kind to fidgeting
Throwing shade like pitches bitch my business all my interest in
Would say sum bout burners but my pole don't got no business here
Fresh out Lincoln parish hit Popeyes and grab a 3-piece
Money rule the world so staying broke can never be me
I'll sock a shelf before I let a nigga feed me
Fuck them games on TV meet a player live in 3D
Bitch I'm made for it, should savor it, they favored me
Ain't no nigga played with me, what's lame to me, them chains and shit
Ain't no diamonds change the fact she aiming at them g's
You ain't riding right if you ain't throw that hoe on d's
Outchea breaking nuggets counting duckets tryna stay composed
Shit was kinda ugly but them tough ones make you cherish more
Blowing on this sherbet hope it's worth it I'm just tryna fade
If it's in my purpose watch me work and get my niggas paid, aye
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
Brand new order placed putting hours in today
It might take some time but text back 'cet' I'm on the way
Ain't no time to waste but sometimes I be in a daze
It's worth what you paid you put the flowers to ya face
Baby I don't kid or play, party pack like kid-n-play
She love X ain't take a break
Put it on her tongue she turnt soon as it disintegrate
Had a dream the other night that I seen the other day
Deja Vu know what they say
You where you suppose to be at and she down on her knee caps
Bow down let me see that got her asking me for feedback
Might smoke one then I beat that
I'm gone after the 3-pack
She tell her friends her secrets and I won't ever be back
I might show up in yo city for a day
Reap just what I sowed, I put so much shit in play
Did just what I told, I put so much shit in play
Throw a party at yo home and my niggas kid-n-play
That's enough of writing songs now a nigga need some bass
That's enough about your goals now a nigga need some face
Gave you flowers like a rose, I put flowers in yo vase
Only players getting chose, only suckers getting laced
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Woods
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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