Deja Vu (Feat. J Alvarez)

Let me beat it up like Jaegen [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] It feels like deja vu, with you We ain't the type to be sleeping on It's like I seen you in my dreams before I might lose my cool, with you Show me things I never seen before Shawty make my dreams come true [Verse 1: J Alvarez] Yo se esto iba a pasar, metida 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 Montandome el jet para Zurich Sone con otra movie, no lo dudes Hasta que la envidia nos salude [Pre-Chorus: J Alvarez] Tu sombra, ¿que tu tramas? Te estoy esperando, ¿por que no me hablas? Sombra, ¿que tu tramas? Tu cuerpo me hipnotiza, me aumentan las ganas [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, J Alvarez] It feels like deja vu, with you We ain't the type to be sleeping on It's like I seen you in my dreams before I might lose my cool, with you Show me things I never seen before Shawty make my dreams come true This feel like deja vu, with you Como si te hubiera visto antes Baby no he parado de sonarte Solo si estas tu El espacio se me hace grande Si no estas tu [Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] I just want you on top of me I hope you ain't thinking you a slide to me I hope you ain't looking for apologies Still don't know what sorry means All you wanna do is make to love me I was only looking 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 Niggas die everyday so I pray When I got that puck on me I got so much weight on my chain [Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 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 old hoes, yeah (Had to drop my old hoes, yeah) [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Must be worried about the wrong things Still be thinking they can call me Left them there, I left them salty She love Givenchy, love Givenchy 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, ay I make all the bitches say “ay” She don't like me no, she love A It get ugly where I’m from, ay It get ugly if you touch A Now she say she wanna fuck A Fuck it I ain't even trippin' 'Cause I ain't hit it in a minute [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] It feels like deja vu, with you We ain't the type to be sleeping 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 Shawty make my dreams come true