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future - same damn time (extended remix) lyrics

hook: 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 gl-sses 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

[hook: 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 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

[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 -ss 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

[hook: everybody]
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 6: ludacris]
yeaah 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 dillusional 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

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