REPLAY - Luke Christopher

On the freeway

My squad inside, my girl the DJ

She say I’m the only nigga she play

That’s why I keep her on the replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)

Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn

Ask me how I’m always making hits

Nigga take a hint, keep this shit on replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit

Constantly turning up, then she turn me on

Told her, «Do you think of me when you’re all alone?

Is there anything you need, can I give you that?»

She said, «Just keep me in mind when you hear the track,» bring it back

I shouldn’t say that shit, it’s gonna get back to me

It’s four in the morning, I’m getting brain on the balcony

Thinkin' 'bout niggas who doubted me, all of my idols that rival me

Thinkin' 'bout you in the little jeans, thinkin' 'bout us in a limousine

You take one for the team, I don’t wanna pressure you though

How you go home, and how your momma lecture you though

Just wanna open the door at a hotel

And see your clothes on the floor

There’s plenty of weed, you and him used to listen to me

'Cause, oh girl, you’re the DJ, for every record we make

You got me on the freeway

My squad inside, my girl the DJ

She say I’m the only nigga she play

That’s why I keep her on the replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)

Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn

Ask me how I’m always making hits

Nigga take a hint, keep this shit on replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit

She loves it when I go in, loves it when I snap off

Her and all her girlfriends have their little rap-offs

She played it for her nigga, and now he’s sweatin' his ass off

I watched her take her clothes off, and I had to take my hat off

She wanna have my baby, but these condoms made by NASA

Wanted a Mercedes, but I bought that bitch a Jaguar

Said she wanna kiss me, she wanna call me lately

But I told her «Wait, you miss me?

Don’t call me, girl, just play me»

She’s like, «You shouldn’t say that shit, it’s gonna get back to you»

It’s four in the morning, I’m getting brain on the balcony

She even got the mixtape, the theme song on the b-day

'Cause, baby, you’re the DJ in every record we make

On the freeway

My squad inside, my girl the DJ

She say I’m the only nigga that she play

That’s why I keep her on the replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit (Yeah)

Keep your circle tight, you never slip, damn

Ask me how I’m always making hits

Nigga take a hint, keep this shit on replay

She say that my shit, yeah, that my shit