Dejavu (feat. Cierra)

I used to ride around in a bucket now I ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I'll beat it
Used to ride around in a bucket now I ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it Michael Jackson, I'll beat it

Used to ride around in a bucket now I ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I'll beat it
Used to ride around in a bucket now I ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I'll beat it

I ain't telling no bitch what I'm telling you
Used to post on that avenue
Yeah I had bricks in the trunk
Tryna do what I gotta do
And them niggas you thought that was on
All fell off, they was hating
Now look where he got you boo
If I bring you through please loose the attitude

Ain't getting money, I ain't talking cash with you she say you fly, you a natural baby, this casual
I can turn up if you make me I'm only 25, I ain't having no baby yet
And I'm making that cake off of tapes
Won't walk in if they ain't, pay me yet

It's whatever you wanted, wherever I'm at
I'ma get it done

Alief baby, the hottest up under the sun
She ain't mine, she a vibe, we just having fun
Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee
You can play with the two cuz
You know that I'm not the one
Ou flood out my wrist
That your bitch, bet you gon' be on time
When I tell her come
Know I waited for this, now here kingdom come

I used to ride, around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it
Used to ride around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it
Used to ride, around in a bucket now I
Ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it

I ain't telling him what I be telling you and
These niggaz be fake
I ain't telling no lies
Because I fuck wit you
Know I'm always gonna ride
Because I'm stuck wit you

I ain't telling him what I be telling you
And these niggaz be fake
I ain't telling no lies because I fuck wit you
Know I'm always gonna ride
Because I'm stuck wit you

They gon say what they want, but I'm heaven sent try to cross me I know you ain't having sense
I'm a boss and you lost, you can't handle this
Pussy wet and it's leaking
I leave a nigga beggin' for a feedin' different niggas, I got niggas in Sweden
He gon' ask me what it cost for a meetin'
Push a start, I'm not puttin' a key in
Put it on him, he never gon' leave
Treat him real Good, I be rollin' his trees
They gon say what they want but I'm heaven sent
Try to cross me, I know you ain't havin' sense

I used to ride, around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it

I used to ride, around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it

Used to ride, around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it

I used to ride, around in a bucket
Now I ride around, in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I beat it



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Writer(s): Uthman Fadahunsi
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