| Tyson with the punchline, pray I never sock a chick
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| Campin' on the low, back when black connect was droppin' shit
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| If it’s on the TV, probably never see me rockin' it
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| Gotta know what’s popular so I can do the opposite
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| Homie I don’t follow trends, conin' with a lot of friends
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| Never leave the house, if I went out, you know I got it in
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| Quickest way for me to loosen up is with a lot of gin
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| Stumble in the party, everybody holla not again
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| Yeah the haters spotted him, he be wavin' at em' too
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| They ain’t hurtin' nothin' over here, so I play it cool
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| I remember when I would’ve went in, but I’m off that
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| Instead of blowin' up, I’m growin' up and I can floss that
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| You fucking with the boss, Jack
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| What are you a cashier?
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| Prolly count it quick fast friend, get a cash here
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| Really need to ándale, I’m giving you a pass here
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| Plus you got your body full of molly, same as last year
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| I think it’s sort of sad, ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Ubi what they doin' bro?
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| (Bro they on the same thing)
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| You must be fucking with me, right?
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| (No they on the same thing)
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| Oh they on that same same?
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| (Bro they on that same same)
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| Female or male, white and black all American
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| Create the color contrast for comparison
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| Icon class bombastic, I buried him
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| Erosion for your axle, hack and slash, so cesarean
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| Assholes are arrogant, maybe they need therapy
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| Welcome to the terrordome, clara- for your clarity
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| Powered by the metronome, not so necessarily
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| By any means, truth tellin' chopping at your cheery tree
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| Copy cats stare at me, I react hysterically
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| Catch you for your copyrights, consequence of charity
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| Do it for my day-one's, double back on day two
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| Curse upon my name and now I’m coming back to slay you
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| Same game, same crew, came in with the same shoes
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| Same clothes, twenty-three days still I can’t lose
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| Same mood no matter the difference of the day I do this
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| Same shit, smooth bro, I do it like my debut
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| Yeah!
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| I think it’s sort of sad, ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Ubi what they doin' bro?
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| (Bro they on the same thing)
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| You must be fucking with me, right?
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| (No they on the same thing)
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| Oh they on that same same?
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| (Bro they on that same same)
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| I think it’s sort of sad, ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Ubi what they doin' bro?
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| (Bro they on the same thing)
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| You must be fucking with me, right?
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| (No they on the same thing)
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| Oh they on that same same?
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| (Bro they on that same same) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Same Same , by - CES Cru. Song from the album Catastrophic Event Specialists, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп