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Track: Cards
Artist: Doja Cat
Album: Vie

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Name: Doja Cat
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American rapper, singer-songwriter, music producer and artistic director, born October 21, 1995 in Los Angeles, California, United States. Mainly recognized as a rapper, she describes her music as, “A fusion between R&B, Pop, Trap and Soul".

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Release: Doja Cat - Vie
Year: 2025
Genres: Hip Hop, Funk / Soul, Pop
Styles: Pop Rap, Contemporary R&B

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LYRICS

A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear the smoke
A little further I'll go
And maybe in time we'll know
And maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
We gotta just play your cards

Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)

Baby boy, got to me under you
I'm your new cherry, try to get my rosary
Now I've got you next to me, baby, I'm no impolite
Hand me that two for three or you'll be losing me
You can patch it, all you wanna fight
When you pull my body out the dice

A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear the smoke
A little further I'll go (Mm)
And maybe in time we'll know
And maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
Baby, just play your cards

Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)

Hi there, stranger, take you where you want, you can say we're strangers
If you play there, stranger, it's all you could eat, bye, hater, stranger
Girl's turned on by danger, I'm turned on when he run that bank up
He's turned on when I fill his tank up, got no bra, fresh beat, watch him scrunch his face up
I'm a love to wait for, move too quick and you'll walk the past
Break bread, nigga, don't twirl the pasta, hand on my ass that'll stir the block up
I'm just a girl in your match and not many men make me nervous like that, uh
Might splurge in the yacht, I'm tryna figure out if he deserve it or not
You, you got away with your words and your yawk
Playing all your cards while your verse in is hot
Show me what you got, the nerve and the cops
Maybe there, you could put the perm in the spot

A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear the smoke
A little further I'll go (Mm)
And maybe in time we'll know
And maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
Baby, just play your cards

Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)

Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da