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gucci mane & future - same damn time (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: future]
i wear gucci, i wear bailey, at the same d_mn time
on the phone, cooking dope, at the same d_mn time
selling white, selling mid, at the same d_mn time
f_cking two bad b_tches, at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, at the same d_mn time
i’m at pluto, i’m at mars, at the same d_mn time
on the sofa, poppin’ bottles, at the same d_mn time

[verse 1: gucci mane]
f_cked your sister and your girl at the same d_mn time
all these diamonds that i rock could make a b_tch go blind
yella ice, white ice at the same d_mn time
walkin’ straight through the club, i don’t stand in no line
and my glasses jimmy jewels but i got them gucci shoes
with a louis belt and prada bag, i swear i’m so confused
i shop at vista lenox mall in the same d_mn day
spendin’ 10k in future, feel the same d_mn way
serve my baby momma brother, got the same ole grind
sellin’ bricks, sellin’ bales at the same d_mn time
i get better every year so my flow is like wine
i’m a rapper and a trapper at the same d_mn time
[chorus: future]

[verse 2: rick ross]
whipping white and baking soda, at the same d_mn time
puffy got a mansion, b_tch i got the same d_mn kind
went and bought two sixty twos, at the same d_mn time
rock an ap and a rolly, at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, at the same d_mn time
still selling boy and girl, at the same d_mn time
selling cane, getting brain, at the same d_mn time
all the women say my name, at the same d_mn time
letting off two different choppers at the same d_mn time
putting down in different projects at the same d_mn time
dope money still a object, it’s the same d_mn grind
but i got two platinum artists, at the same d_mn time
went and got two maseratis at the same d_mn time
liberace, john gotti, at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, it’s the same d_mn grind
captain boy, cooking crack, at the same d_mn time
on my twitter writing raps, at the same d_mn time
getting head counting bread, at the same down time

[verse 3: wale]
she on molly, she with mary, at the same d_mn time
we the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob
f_ck a tape, f_ck your broad
middle finger up, to the mother f_cking law
no days off, gunplay ball, sick with the cross like deron going off
at the same d_mn time
shape like a eight, face like a nine
heard she dancin’ at kamal’s, and she make too much to stop
and she stripping, go to college
and they trickin’ her deposit
while them b_tches always gossip, she busy going shopping
at the same, at the same time
and your girl don’t show her face when i be facetimin’
sb nike’s, with the grey box
you in the past me and future on the same watch
[chorus: future]

[verse 4: gunplay]
all black, khaki jumper, actin’ a donkey
at the same d_mn time, got these b_tches poppin’ monkey
metro zoo in here, with my crew in here
with all these hogs in the game no room for you in here
limo tints on my shades, skinnies on my blades
crocodile kicks like my hood the everglades
rich forever paid
do it with no effort, now let’s effin’ celebrate
toast and spill the grapes, hoes catchin’ vapes
toe touchin’ freaks
she jumped on my pole and did a pole trick for me
slippin’ on ya pimpin’ that means more grip for me
chrome lips on the forgi’s d_mn near swallowing the street
you owe me, homie have that now
i’m a pull that gat out now
must be out your rabbit mind, i’m thuggin’, rappin’, same d_mn time

[verse 5: meek mill]
i rock gucci, i rock louie, at the same d_mn time
i shoot you and k!ll ya homie, with the same d_mn nine
in kitchen, whippin’ blow, it got the same d_mn crumbs
i need a ho that’s like my pro without the same d_mn mind
at the same d_mn time, gettin’ hit on by a couple hoes
two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
i told her i love that p_ssy, she think we a couple though
and she got a boyfriend but she say he a sucka though
at the same time, pull up like james bond
in that aston martin on these n_ggas, game time
fresh ass mike’s, my rollie on ice
got b_tches on mollies, they rollin’ all night
i be way out in cali, got hoes of all types
with 80 racks in my pocket, n_gga i go in all night
[chorus: future with rick ross, wale, gunplay, meek mill and ludacris]

[verse 6: ludacris]
yeah, luda is unstoppable, his money is astronomical
sell as many records as a n_gga like me that sh_t is just impossible
rappers is delusional and now they talking more sh_t
anything is lie when it coming out the mouth of a desperate starving broke b_tch
choke b_tch, you used to be good but now you’re garbage
any n_gga that wanna step up to the plate and battle will get demolished
my flows is rubbing off just like their fingernail polish
you rappers ain’t got no swag, you need to k!ll your f_cking stylist
they biting like piranhas then crying to their momma
these n_ggas best to call their troops back like obama
that trash that you’re spitting didn’t faze me, matter of fact your record label still pays me
see luda never starting sh_t, i’m always on my grind, but i’ll respond to three rappers at the same d_mn time

[chorus: future]

{verse 7: soulja boy}
?

[chorus: future]

[verse 8: akon]
i’m far with this sh_t, it’s a lot going on at the same d_mn time right about now
i put that on my block, n_gga this ain’t nothin’ new to me
rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a gucci treat
supermodel b_tches and they frizz all in my bathroom’d up
team money said they like ‘er, i said f_ck it then i’m passin’ up
got money to blow, i get it like i print it all
a million at the show, ain’t no way that i could spend it all
monday i be all up in my lambo, cross me pocket chips
tuesday pull the rrari up, say i’m on some floss ‘n’ sh_t
wednesday i’m confused, i don’t know which car to head on with
i want something new, i’m about to buy some other sh_t
but i don’t know which car to go in yea
i said f_ck it, went and bought a lil’ jet

[chorus: future]

[verse 9: akon]
i’m back up on my gunner sh_t, i f_ck the b_tch you comin’ with
no squares in my circle, not the n_ggas that i haller with
god no, make no noise when i bust cause i muzzle it
1500 mill on the real i’m tryna double it
f_ck ’em with my diamond shine, fresh up off that diamond mine
n_ggas come and get you like they propin’ up in columbine
columbine, propin’ up in columbine
you don’t want no problem, where i’m from they do this all the time
and you don’t wanna gamble with your life
like the chalk up on that sidewalk, my whips are all white
crib is all white and that jewelry so bright
multitask with this pimpin’, we could do this all night

[chorus: future]

[verse 10: young jeezy]
young on the remix he goin crazy
is that a hermes belt that sh_t is crazy
both the rarri and the harley got the same d_mn pipes
if i stack up all these hunnits, itd be the same d_mn height
every time i see her out she with the same d_mn dikes
bad b_tches on deck, we got the same d_mn likes
drinkin sprite, wearing coatless at the same d_mn time
every the n_gga holla, he want the same d_mn nine
so i chop him like im nino brown
wear him like im hatian jack
all i blow is cash n_gga show me where the station at
yall act like yall and feeling this but personally im k!llin this
n_ggas talk that yayo sh_t but personally im into it
yeah i said my earrings cool but personally they ignorant
personally they ignorant
yea, yea, yea, yea

[chorus: future]

[verse 11: future]
i’m in fifs with the sack going crazy
got some diamonds around my neck no fugazi
bad b_tches in the suite, trying to bathe me
just a young hood n_gga, streets raised me
working with a unit try and stretch it to another one
drinking on that activis, 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

[chorus: future]

[verse 12: future]
give me apartment and some water and i can swim
got that gambino jumping out the gym
my young n_gga serving j’s outside crim
jumping cross me you know your chances slim
in my aviator gucci like i’m driving planes
when the cash hit cash money smell like cocaine
doing birdman numbers making flips like jackie chan
walk inside the jeweler jumping bail on your ring
spent so much on louie gave me free champagne
in bal harbour shopping and they doing the same thing
and i keep my cup with me like a pimp
i think i’m magic don juan take a glimpse
spike lee need to get this sh_t on film

[chorus: future]

[interlude: diddy]
ayy yo, turn my mic up man
i don’t even know why motherf_ckers is trying to touch this motherf_cker
n_ggas’ pedegree ain’t pure enough for this
n_ggas you can’t multitask n_gga! ya’ll n_ggas can’t multitask!
you know you can’t do the remix without me
don’t n0body talk sh_t like me b_tch, check it out

[verse 13: diddy]
boy your money and my money ain’t the same d_mn kind
i can live your life and my life at the same d_mn time
see my riding out money that’s yo “buy yo house” money
i got that “i can build a mall right by your house” money
(hold up) say you got that 550, you talking ’bout that benz, n_gga?
say i got that 550, i’m talking ’bout them m’s, n_gga
all black phantom, white seats, i k!lled them bring them white sheets
say ooh i think she like me ’cause i cop maybachs like white tees
i’m in time, people, fortune, forbes same d_mn time
xxl, gq, vibe, source same d_mn time
n_gga you don’t live that sh_t that’s in yo lame ass rhymes
y’all done woke a sleeping giant now the game back mine

[chorus: future]
i wear gucci, i wear bally at the same d_mn time
on the phone, cooking dope, at the same d_mn time
selling white, selling mid, at the same d_mn time
f_cking two bad b_tches at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, at the same d_mn time
at the same d_mn time, at the same d_mn time
i’m at pluto, i’m at mars at the same d_mn time
on the sofa, popping bottles, at the same d_mn time

[verse 14: lil wayne]
turn the music up in my headphones
uh, i’m wildin’ out on my skateboard, she ridin’ d_ck like race cars
my blunt longer than sp_cebars, i’m gettin’ higher than quasars
i beg your pardon, i egg your noggin, got nin up in my glove compartment
i’m so short, yellow bus r_t_rded, my flow hard, these n_ggas carpet
i’m tunechi, i do me, smoke doobies, tote uzis
i make that b_tch cum ’til she come to a conclusion
i’m ill as an illusion, i got b’s like a student
b_tch i am not a human and this d_ck is therapeutic
she say, “tunechi give that d_ck to me, smoother than a symphony”
two bad b_tches at the same time, symmetry
murder you no sympathy, got medal like olympians
tee put the weed in the blunt like a parentheses
f_ck y’all n_ggas i’m gettin’ me, is you kiddin’ me?
that big booty, them pretty feet
them swishas’ sweets with that purp
church _ with the priest
that red_boned get l!cked to sleep, she’ll wake up and get d_cked to sleep
pickled meat, freaky deak, i test these n_ggas with a cheat_sheet
her cl_t look like a jelly bean, i’m on that promethazine
blow your ass to smithereens, kush strong like mr. clean
i’m a king i have a dream, money flippin’ trampoline
money flippin’ balance beam, fresher than the prince, the king, and the queen
that’s your b_tch if my celly ring and i kiss her belly ring
put that d_ck up in her spleen, i shine like afro sheen
and i eat p_ssy, she suck d_ck at the same d_mn time
that’s a 69, then pass her to my slime
i’m skatin’ and rappin’ at the same d_mn time
i said i might retire, but y’all know i be high
i did that time, i paid that fine
f_ck around and go to jail for the same d_mn crime
for the same d_mn crime? na, murder this time
potato on the end of the barrel, french fries
i’m rich b_tch, trukfit in macy’s!
and you p_ssy n_ggas hatin’ like a racist
totally dude, i’m white boy wasted
she can’t wait to take her drawers off like braces
yeah, scooby got another one, smokin’ on that bubble gum
two dutch b_tches, double dutch, i’m the sh_t, bubble guts
n_gga get your duffles up, don’t know if it’s love or l_st
tell that ho to suck it up, she got lips like rubber ducks
that p_ssy whack, i’m one and done, trouble some i’m troublesome
got two b_tches off twitter, tweedle_dee and tweedle_dum
single ladies, double cups, i’m tighter than a cummerbund
smokin’ on that strong, my blunt a f_cking muscle punk
tunechi

[outro: lil wayne]
and i’m gone
hahaha, yeah, dedication 4 ho
future f_ck with me!

- gucci mane future

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