Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same As, artist - Marc E. Bassy. Album song PMD, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 30.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: New Gold Medal
Song language: English
Same As |
| Yeah, 40oz. |
| to Freedom like I’m 16 again |
| I don’t got my L’s, yet |
| But I’m scoopin' bitches, pullin' up (Skrrt!) in the Benz |
| She gon' hop in with her friends |
| Yeah, 40oz. |
| to Freedom like I’m 16 again |
| Fist fightin' at the red light |
| Missed me with the right, but the left scraped my chin |
| Yeah, yeah, so I’m feelin' like the man |
| But nothin' really changed, feel I’m in my second childhood |
| Still blowin' reefer |
| Still got that Stevie Wonder blappin' out the speaker |
| Still, my woman tell me that I don’t know how to treat her |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| On the wall at the house party, like I’m 17 (Like I’m 17) |
| Got a little shorty grindin' on my jeans (Grindin' on my jeans) |
| Whisper to me that she wanna see my sheets (That she wanna) |
| I told her, «Baby, I ain’t taking off these cleats» |
| I told her, «Baby, if you down, then I’m down |
| Come around after 2 AM, I’ll knock that thing down» |
| Used to sneak right out your window |
| When your Daddy was around |
| Shit, I am your Daddy now (Oh, I’m your Daddy, now) |
| But nothin' really changed, feel I’m in my second childhood |
| Still blowin' reefer |
| Still got that Stevie Wonder blappin' out the speakers |
| Still, my woman tell me that I don’t know how to— (Ooh, oh) |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become (Baby, look) |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become (Baby, look) |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| The same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Yeah, and I can’t even play like I ain’t sprung |
| Safe to say that you the one |
| Made a gangsta fall in love |
| Bouquet of roses in the tub |
| That lil' Rollie cost a dub |
| You my one and only one, say, you my one and only one |
| Oh, lover |
| They ask me, «Do I love her?» |
| (Huh?) |
| It’s been like four summers since I first got her number |
| And I’ve been on her bumper, like |
| «We ain’t gettin' no younger, wife» |
| They hatin', and no wonder why |
| They won’t let you live your life |
| Finally got my chicken right |
| I done seen a million twice |
| And they gave my nigga life |
| Time to time, I send him kite |
| Out of mind, out of sight |
| Out of sight, and out of mind |
| She been on my linear lately |
| She know she forever mine |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become (Baby, look) |
| Same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| Same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| And we wake up, yeah, the heat is on |
| We underneath the sun |
| Only thing that changed now, can’t be going dumb |
| Oh, lover |
| Look what we have become |
| Same as we was young |
| We the same as we was young |
| (Oh, lover) |
| Pit in my stomach, I’m so nostalgic |
| I used to love it |
| Back when we grew up on Gunner Street |
| The one I trusted |
| Pulled the bread from underneath my feet |
| You had the magic carpet |
| I had a date with the street |
| I got on my feet, quit, had to dip |
| 500 horses under the foreign whip |
| You know the truth is my ace, I never slip |
| I’m burnin' this bitch down and firin' at you, little lover |
| Little lover |
| Little lover |