Come on lil mama
Your outfit look awesome
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Ain't got to cock it
Filled up with 2's
Damn I love some strippers
Ass poke out want to kiss it
Nipple ring pussy ocean clean
Can't help but stare at them big old titties
I'm with the platoon
We was at the barracks
Drinking pain way before that
I'm throwing ones she bust it open
For this chick I met from Japan
She bust it back
Throwing that cash
Splurge with the riches
She shaking her ass
She got pretty nipples
She see the bag
Thunderstorm city
I cannot pass
Mujer es esquite
I'm up in my stash
My special guest mad
I'm still going to hit it
Stripper surround
They about to throw hands
All of a sudden magic Killed it
Left Deja vu
With my old lady
And she scored us a
College cheerleader
Savage still got the plan
They back at my pad
One Cooking eggs
Grits and turkey bacon
Other rolling gas
She let me count up her cash
Let me decide what to do with the money
Sent her back on the transit
You ask questions she pass
Take you serious she don't
My bro your money funny
Come on lil mama
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Filled up with 2's
We winning
Get your iPhone
Better check the score
F*ck around think it's a game
Sold your butch a dream now her pussy pouring
Oh you lil mama over they
Birthday suit
With the bright pink hair
I want you in my section
I'm tired of all that staring
She light skinned sexy
She like she foreign/rare
Thigh came with tiger stripes
She thick and built
Like she smash ball players
Take her time you gon have to pay her
Leave you broke
Sitting in an Uber
See you later
Waste her time she cold as ice
Call up ranger
He ready to fight
No trick ever gon
Dis-respect his old lady
He ready to die
I don't give a f*ck
His both is my bitch
He don't need to trip
We have a good time
I stay gone in the field
That bitch really ain't shit
I'll fall back
He got it full time
This nigga is crazy
He claim that's his old lady
When we in the field
Her pictures he praying
Oh sunshine dear baby
Be home soon loyal lady
He did dirt
He got bad memory
He forgot about lick
All that snitching
He pulled on my boy ranger
Sunshine didn't
She been inviting me to deva vu
And make sure I bring him
Rashad Holt - Deja Vu Lyrics
Rashad Holt - Deja Vu Lyrics
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Come on lil mama
Your outfit look awesome
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Ain't got to cock it
Filled up with 2's
Damn I love some strippers
Ass poke out want to kiss it
Nipple ring pussy ocean clean
Can't help but stare at them big old titties
I'm with the platoon
We was at the barracks
Drinking pain way before that
I'm throwing ones she bust it open
For this chick I met from Japan
She bust it back
Throwing that cash
Splurge with the riches
She shaking her ass
She got pretty nipples
She see the bag
Thunderstorm city
I cannot pass
Mujer es esquite
I'm up in my stash
My special guest mad
I'm still going to hit it
Stripper surround
They about to throw hands
All of a sudden magic Killed it
Left Deja vu
With my old lady
And she scored us a
College cheerleader
Savage still got the plan
They back at my pad
One Cooking eggs
Grits and turkey bacon
Other rolling gas
She let me count up her cash
Let me decide what to do with the money
Sent her back on the transit
You ask questions she pass
Take you serious she don't
My bro your money funny
Come on lil mama
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Filled up with 2's
We winning
Get your iPhone
Better check the score
F*ck around think it's a game
Sold your butch a dream now her pussy pouring
Oh you lil mama over they
Birthday suit
With the bright pink hair
I want you in my section
I'm tired of all that staring
She light skinned sexy
She like she foreign/rare
Thigh came with tiger stripes
She thick and built
Like she smash ball players
Take her time you gon have to pay her
Leave you broke
Sitting in an Uber
See you later
Waste her time she cold as ice
Call up ranger
He ready to fight
No trick ever gon
Dis-respect his old lady
He ready to die
I don't give a f*ck
His both is my bitch
He don't need to trip
We have a good time
I stay gone in the field
That bitch really ain't shit
I'll fall back
He got it full time
This nigga is crazy
He claim that's his old lady
When we in the field
Her pictures he praying
Oh sunshine dear baby
Be home soon loyal lady
He did dirt
He got bad memory
He forgot about lick
All that snitching
He pulled on my boy ranger
Sunshine didn't
She been inviting me to deva vu
And make sure I bring him
Your outfit look awesome
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Ain't got to cock it
Filled up with 2's
Damn I love some strippers
Ass poke out want to kiss it
Nipple ring pussy ocean clean
Can't help but stare at them big old titties
I'm with the platoon
We was at the barracks
Drinking pain way before that
I'm throwing ones she bust it open
For this chick I met from Japan
She bust it back
Throwing that cash
Splurge with the riches
She shaking her ass
She got pretty nipples
She see the bag
Thunderstorm city
I cannot pass
Mujer es esquite
I'm up in my stash
My special guest mad
I'm still going to hit it
Stripper surround
They about to throw hands
All of a sudden magic Killed it
Left Deja vu
With my old lady
And she scored us a
College cheerleader
Savage still got the plan
They back at my pad
One Cooking eggs
Grits and turkey bacon
Other rolling gas
She let me count up her cash
Let me decide what to do with the money
Sent her back on the transit
You ask questions she pass
Take you serious she don't
My bro your money funny
Come on lil mama
You can sit on my lap
Let me see what you can do
Hand in my pocket
Artillery fire rocket
Filled up with 2's
We winning
Get your iPhone
Better check the score
F*ck around think it's a game
Sold your butch a dream now her pussy pouring
Oh you lil mama over they
Birthday suit
With the bright pink hair
I want you in my section
I'm tired of all that staring
She light skinned sexy
She like she foreign/rare
Thigh came with tiger stripes
She thick and built
Like she smash ball players
Take her time you gon have to pay her
Leave you broke
Sitting in an Uber
See you later
Waste her time she cold as ice
Call up ranger
He ready to fight
No trick ever gon
Dis-respect his old lady
He ready to die
I don't give a f*ck
His both is my bitch
He don't need to trip
We have a good time
I stay gone in the field
That bitch really ain't shit
I'll fall back
He got it full time
This nigga is crazy
He claim that's his old lady
When we in the field
Her pictures he praying
Oh sunshine dear baby
Be home soon loyal lady
He did dirt
He got bad memory
He forgot about lick
All that snitching
He pulled on my boy ranger
Sunshine didn't
She been inviting me to deva vu
And make sure I bring him
Writer: Jonathan Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid