Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same Time Jeezy Remix, artist - Future.
Date of issue: 21.06.2012
Song language: English
Same Time Jeezy Remix |
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time |
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time |
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time |
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time |
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time |
Gucci made in Italy, Bally belt I’m killing shit |
The way I rock a jimmy Choo’s the word got out I’m dealing it |
I fuck her she a immigrant |
Don’t touch her she got benefits |
Bussin down them benjimans |
Fucking up on Louie kicks, that’s the way I’m kicking it |
Ferragamo cover me |
Puerto Rican, Japanese, we laid up at the Double Tree |
Yellow ice a bumble bee, pinky ring a quarter key |
Iphone a metro, twerking off the whole thing |
My ear ring a jelly bean, gangster lean and ireine |
Red eyes no visine, I’m loc’d out on the bean |
Horse shoes on my jeans, robbing jeans with the wings |
Yellow bone on the team, trafficin that Yao Mings |
Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on a flight |
Mail a hundred over night, Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time |
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time |
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time |
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time |
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time |
I’m in Fifs with the sack going crazy |
Got some diamonds around my neck no flugazy |
Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me |
Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me |
Working with a unit try and stretch it to another one |
Drinking on that active and it taste just like some bubble gum |
Thumbing through a check, boarding on the jet |
Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the Styrofoam |
That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown |
VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones |
I’m rolling like a rolling stone |
Free Bands on Al Capone |
And my cash way long, (turned up) |
I see a bunch of clones |
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time |
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time |
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time |
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
I’m in Pluto I’m in Mars at the same damn time |
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time |
Give me an apartment and some water and I can swim |
Got that gambino jumping out the gym |
My young nigga serving jays outside crim |
Jump across from me you know your chances slim |
In my Aviator Gucci, like I’m driving planes |
Flying cash in cash money, smell like cocaine |
Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan |
Walk inside the jeweler drop a bail on ya rinng. |
Spent so much at Louie gave me free champagne |
In Bel Harbor shopping and they doing the same thang |
And I keep my cup with me like a pimp |
I check a Magic Don Juan, take a glimpse |
Spike Lee need to get this shit on film |
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time |
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time |
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time |
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
At the same damn time, at the same damn time |
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time |
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time. |