Done It Again (feat. Big Daddy Kane, Cappadonna, Styliztik Jones & Harley)
Ghostface Killah & Big Ghost Ltd
Hip-Hop/Rap
2,524
![Listen to The Lost Tapes (5 Year Anniversary) [Deluxe Edition] by Ghostface Killah & Big Ghost Ltd](https://is1-ssl.mzstatic.com/image/thumb/Music116/v4/6f/18/95/6f189504-110d-de93-5bc6-40d45c07791e/5063332443872_cover.jpg/400x400bb.webp "Listen to The Lost Tapes (5 Year Anniversary) [Deluxe Edition] by Ghostface Killah & Big Ghost Ltd")
Top Songs By Ghostface Killah
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Performer
Big Ghost Ltd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
D.Hill
Songwriter
D.Jones
Songwriter
Matthew Markoff
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Ghost Ltd
Vocal Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hey miss lady, maybe you can have my baby
Nice long flight, first class, out to Haiti
Even bake you cookies, throwin' frostin' on that cakey
Get ya Gucci bag steppin' outta Macy's with mad flavors
[Verse 2]
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh)
Hey, excuse me (Mmm, mmm, mmm)
Excuse me love, can I have a word with you?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh)
Not to be rude though, you know, I mean, I just seen't you
I just, you know
[Verse 3]
Hey miss lady, how you feelin?
Can I have five seconds of your time?
I know this gonna sound like a line
But you the most beautifulest thing I seen all week
And I don't even know your name, or how you speak
I won't forgive myself, or cook me dinner
But I'll do it all for you, if you give me a chance, boo
Come on now, we can spend Arabian Nights
I could take you to my mosque, and we can pray all night
We could speak for hours, I admire your beauty
Smell your scent from across the room, it's so fruity
That Bath and Body Works, that hazelnut vanilla
I could fly you from across the country to Coachella
Couple massages, glass of wine in the sauna
I could walk you through my farmland, trees of marijuana
We could laugh till the sun go down at dusk
All you gotta do is be honest and love our trust, yeah
[Verse 4]
Hey miss lady, maybe you can have my baby
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Nice long flight, first class, out to Haiti
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Even bake you cookies, throwin' frostin' on the cakey
Gucci bag, mad flavors, steppin' outta Macy's
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Yeah, these fake **** like to talk about it (Yeah)
Celebrate, we could pull a cork up out it (Yeah)
(Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh)
Beef, you know we gon' walk up out it (Yeah)
Swagger, don't let me bring New York up out it (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
First class to the Bahamas, we was last at Benihana's
Sippin' sake, sippin' properly while laughin', ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Girls don't bring no drama to my baby mama, uh-uh-uh
The entourage awaited while I ate it like a baklava
Sometimes you my psychiatrist, others my philosopher
Feelin's in my heart as deep as Phantom of the Opera
Heal me wit' yo' cookin', you can be my doctor, herbalist
But I'ma be the one to keep ya calm when it's turbulence
We was buyin' hella houses, we was territorial
Give you a tutorial, teach you somethin' historical
Tourin' through the Matrix, we was Neo and the Oracle
Watchin' sunsets on the beach, that's adorable
But oral deep, and she was wetter than the coral reefs
Scuba dive up in her raw, and then she'll snore asleep
You my wavy lady, but really, you make me crazy
If we stay another day, we gon' make another baby, yeah
[Verse 6]
Hey miss lady, maybe you can have my baby
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Nice long flight, first class, out to Haiti
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Even bake you cookies, throwin' frostin' on the cakey
Gucci bag, mad flavors, steppin' outta Macy's
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Yeah, these fake **** like to talk about it
Celebrate, we could pull a cork up out it
(Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh)
Beef, you know we gon' walk up out it
Swagger, don't let me bring New York up out it
[Verse 7]
Ayo, I'm laid back, peepin' honey, she doin' the most (Uh huh)
My headphone's pumpin' that Cherchez LaGhost (Yeah)
My eyes all read from the garlic I smoked (Cool)
I move, grab her by her waist, I'm kissin' her cheek (Uh)
Yo, I was savage with my shit, nah, I ain't even speak (Yeah)
She wit' me right now, she been wit' me for a week
The ladies love 'Donna mic, the way that I teach (Teach)
Other cats give 'em dust, and be feedin' 'em Anthrax (Come on)
I cuddle wit' 'em, cook for 'em, buy 'em they land back (Yeah)
Hold 'em by they hand, kiss 'em, and walk wit' 'em (Uh)
I love 'em up, I sit down and I talk wit' 'em (Yeah)
Travel round the world, then I'm back to New York wit' 'em (You know how we do)
Now all the fly ladies hold me tight when I'm fuckin'
They hold me tight and suck my neck when I'm bustin'
My game is good, but my rap is disgustin'
I'm fuckin' chicks while I'm trapped in production
[Verse 8]
Hey miss lady, maybe you can have my baby
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Nice long flight, first class, out to Haiti
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Even bake you cookies, throwin' frostin' on the cakey
Gucci bag, mad flavors, steppin' outta Macy's
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Yeah, these fake **** like to talk about it
Celebrate, we could pull a cork up out it
(Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh)
Beef, you know we gon' walk up out it
Swagger, don't let me bring New York up out it
[Verse 9]
Right about now the subject is the real hip-hop
(Baby, I've done it again)
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Yo, why y'all come bum-rushin' my spot, homes?
You know what I'm sayin'?
[Verse 10]
And thank you, because know it's star time
Introducing, ladies and gentlemen
The young man that's had over thirty-five soul classics
[Verse 11]
I remember when I first tried to holla
When I was just a shorty and I always tried to follow
You out the park gyms on a hot summer day
Never thinkin' you was gonna ever run away
You ran with a lot of cats, solo to a crew
But the whole thing about it no one told you what to do
Independent like Destiny's Child, but just in a while
I started seein' everyone addressin' you foul
Watch 'em all take a piece of, lyin then deceit ya
A routine procedure of a musical geisha
And now you got accepted, it's runnin' your life
And got ya turnin' tricks, minus none of 'em wife
You don't wanna be trife, you just tryin' just to be
But you like a mystery, 'cause he don't know your history
It's kinda sad to see what money did to ya
I wish that we could take it back to the way I knew ya
[Verse 12]
(Baby, I've done it again)
(Ooh, baby, I've done it again)
Written by: D.Hill, D.Jones, Dennis Coles
