Vazzy - Song Pon De Replay

I just needed some inspiration
Let's toast to fact that I made it from home from vacation
Let's boast bout the fact that I'm poolside
I'm showing my cool side
I'm usually too high
Committed like full ride
Sister graduated finally done with that school time
Highly educated, I been smoking to lose time
I pass it to my bitch, dawg she looking way too fine
I'm not one to lose dimes
I'm always the smooth guy
Lemme switch it up cause I been flowing I been dripping
An recently I'm learning that I don't gotta live with it
Cause dawg I live through it
That shit I been through would make you look at me and say "damn dawg he been through it"
Pockets on obese
Y'all in the nose bleeds
Never get cold feet
Homie we don't speak
Call you Jimmy butler how you won't hold the trophy
The top is so lonely
I know cause I'm lonely
I pull up and hop out
My mom know that Pop's out
I don't gotta drop top
Her son is a drop out
I hate when the cops out
It isn't a cop out, but that's the reason that I never usually stop out
Cause I been riding dirty like my name was chamillionaire
Said she wanna fuck, I had to duck there's no feelings there
Crazy how my pen is always hotter than summer time
Ironic cause my wrist just got more colder than winter air
Always stay ahead it's no surprise that I lead the race
I know I'm a dawg but that's no reason to be afraid
I just told my homie there's an opp on the telephone
I can't get arrested cause this time it might be a case
I might not beat the case
My shawty is beating eggs
I'm bringing home the bacon, need to make sure my people straight
I usually keep it vague
My girl rather keep it vogue
My lyrics are everything
My music will feed ya soul
I know ima reach the goal
Dawg I'm At the plaza getting guac and some chicharron
remember when my mom asked me why did I need a phone
Prolly for some bitches, now a days it's to keep her close
Not really on IG, my people know whos the need to know
And you ain't in the need to know
Never keep my speakers low
Hot is how I keep the stove
You could never reach the rope
Swinging like Tarzan
Shooting like a marksman
Flyer than Clark Kent
You ain't on the level you need to be on
Im the big boss, you should know we don't speak on the phone
Im a rude boy, singing riri, I'm cut from a cloth
Different kinda fabric dawg I'm silk, you cotton for sure
I'm stronger than Gaston
I'm cheffing like gusteau
My money is too fast
You moving way too slow
You think it's a loop hole
But really I'm too close
You say you won't lose hope
I hope that you do though
I'm moving too crucial
The feelings ain't mutual
hate ain't unusual
My plants are all fruitful
I'm keeping it too cool
These niggas delusional
I know these niggas mad that I keep waking up
Tired of the rumors that they keep making up
Shout out to the homage that they keep paying us
It's so damn wild how they keep hating us!
How you popping pills like the weed ain't enough?
You walking with a lean with that lean in ya cup
You look too tired like you keep staying up
I'm taking a TBreak
I'm every hoes dream date
Get money like sweepstakes
I'm never a cheapskate
I hate when I leave late
I need a release date
I'm headed to cheesecake
The way she on her knees I'm boutta cop her a knee brace
The way she want my dick itts like she thinks it's a keepsake
I'm praying to keep safe
I'm winning the relay
My bad for the delay
Hey Mr. DJ, Song Pon De Replay

Written by:
Robert Vazquez

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