I used to run base like Juan Pierre Now I run the bass hi hat and the snare I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags Now I bag B ([Beyonce:] Boy you hurtin' that) Brooklyn Bay where they birthed me at Now I be everywhere, the nerve of rap The audacity to have me whipping curtains back Me and B, she about to sting Stand back
Baby seems like everywhere I go I see you, from your eyes, your smile It's like I breathe you, helplessly I reminisce Don't want to compare nobody to you
Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing I can't let it go Oh
Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu
SME (on behalf of Sony Urban Music/Columbia); ASCAP, UMPI, EMI Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing, SOLAR Music Rights Management, AMRA, PEDL, UMPG Publishing, UBEM, Warner Chappell, and 25 Music Rights Societies
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