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the rock mob - same shit (remix) كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: young thug]
i woke up this morning
i noticed i was one of the biggest —–s in america
so i called up my bro and said
“can i get on the remix?”
he was like “sure”
so listen

[hook]
money on my mind so when i speak i might talk a tech
bazillion pairs aka paris, i’m like where to next
bugatti around my neck, ay, bought that just to flex, ay
i hate the rules so much i tossed them breads on that big life
they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t, give a f-ck who you came with

[verse 1: maserati black]
black bugatti maserati get it for the low
lip stick around my d-ck i get it from your ho
i blow that humble cali bud from the west coast
oh, i might pull up in that holy ghost
just accept this, that p-ssy taste like pepsi
been rocking side chick, maschino and cavalli
i ain’t on that bullsh-t, boy, i’m on your d-ck
you wanna burst from the kid it’s gonna cost a brick

[hook]
money on my mind so when i speak i might talk a tech
bazillion pairs aka paris, i’m like where to next
bugatti around my neck, ay, bought that just to flex, ay
i hate the rules so much i tossed them breads on that big life
they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t, give a f-ck who you came with

[verse 2: young thug]
uhh, thugger, stoner! (rrrat!!)
i might pull up in the range, i might hop out of the range
i put birkin on her ring, vvss in my chain
b-tches get lower, get lower, get lower
these b-tches just wanna get lower
i came in your partner and i took me some soda
then i turned it into coca cola
she had to tow it with them birds [?] quarters
valet parking bending over, i pull up on charges
n-gga tryna play my brodie, i pull up and load ya
everytime i start her i’m on that pull up and f-ck sh-t
yeah, i show them ratchets to bend over for it
your old man boy, i rock tom ford

[hook]
money on my mind so when i speak i might talk a tech
bazillion pairs aka paris, i’m like where to next
bugatti around my neck, ay, bought that just to flex, ay
i hate the rules so much i tossed them breads on that big life
they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t, give a f-ck who you came with

[verse 3: straight drop]
show up fresh up out that porsche panamera no no
louis v’s cost two a piece, cavalli’s all in my smoke
bad b-tches and they no drop, getting in, putting in work
two story, yeah, i pull it out, strap up and p-ssy i murk
yeah, i murder those just like i murder clothes
yeah, i rock that gucci, louis, prada, ferragamo
see i got more b-tches than you probably got money
got more money than your f-cking vault
little homie you’re lost, better get you something

[hook]
money on my mind so when i speak i might talk a tech
bazillion pairs aka paris, i’m like where to next
bugatti around my neck, ay, bought that just to flex, ay
i hate the rules so much i tossed them breads on that big life
they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t, ay
i’m like they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t
they ain’t on that same sh-t, give a f-ck who you came with

- the rock mob

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