Deja Vu (feat. J Alvarez)

It feels like deja vu with you

We ain't the type to be sleepin' on

It's like I seen you in my dreams before

I might lose my cool with you

Show me things I've never seen before

Shorty, make my dreams come true

Yo sé que esto iba a pasar

Vestida de blanco en mi cama

Eres mi gata oficial y estamos meti'os en el drama

Accesorios Versace, aroma de Dolce & Gabbana

Seguimos contando dinero, adicto a la fama

Ando con un hoodie como Boogie

Montándome en el jet para Zurich

Soñé con otra movie, no lo dudes

Hasta que la envidia, nos salude

Tú, sombra, ¿qué tú tramas?

Te estoy esperando, ¿por qué no me hablas?

Sombra, ¿qué tú tramas?

Tu cuerpo me hipnotiza, me aumentan las ganas

It feels like deja vu with you

We ain't the type to be sleepin' on

It's like I seen you in my dreams before

I might lose my cool with you

Show me things I've never seen before

Shorty, make my dreams come true

Feels like deja vu with you

Cómo si te hubiera visto antes

Baby, no he parado de soñarte

Solo si estás tú, uh-uh

El espacio se me hace grande si no estás tú

I just want you on top of me

I hope you ain't thinkin' you a slide to me

I hope you ain't lookin' for apologies

Still don't know what sorry means

All you wanna do is make love to me

I was only lookin' for some company

Is you gonna ride like I ride the beat

If not that's fine with me

Stashbox, that nine on me

I can make that pain go away

When I got that drum on me

I can make that hate go away

Christian, I got blood on me

Like it's die everyday, so I pray

When I got that puck on me

I got so much weight on my chain, babe

Now she wanna go, go, yeah

I been on the road, so yeah

Money in my old clothes, yeah

Money couldn't fold, oh yeah

Can you drop it low?, oh yeah

Can you drop it low?, oh yeah

Had to drop my own hoes, yeah

Must be worried by the wrong things

You'll be thinkin' they can call me

Left with me, I left them salty

She loves Givenchi, loves Givenchi

Whatever you wanna call it

Shake 'em up like get 'em off me

Hit 'em up and get 'em off me

I left her there, now she lost me

I run it up with my gang, aye

I make y'all bitches say, aye

She don't like me, no, she love, aye

It get ugly where I'm from, aye

It get ugly if you touch, aye

Now she says she wanna fuck, aye

Fuck it, I ain't even trippin'

'Cause I ain't hit it in a minute

It feels like deja vu with you

We ain't the type to be sleepin' on

It's like I seen you in my dreams before

I might lose my cool with you

Show me things I've never seen before

Shorty, make my dreams come true