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lil wayne – same damn tune lyrics


same d-mn tune

tunechi, drama, same time
can only be dedication
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-ceb-lls, 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 and these n-gg-s coughin’
i’m tunechi, i do me, smoke doobies, tote uzis
i make that b-tch c-m ’til she come to a conclusion
i’m illest, 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 metal like olympians
tee put the weed in the blunt like a parentheses
f-ck y’all n-gg-s i’m gettin’ me, is you kiddin’ me?
that big booty, them pretty feet
them swishas’ sweets with that purp
church — with the preach
that red-boned get licked to sleep, she’ll wake up and get d-cked to sleep
pickled meat, freaky deak, i test these n-gg-s with a cheat-sheet
her cl-t look like a jelly bean, i’m on that promethazine
blow your -ss 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 p-ss it 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-gg-s 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-gg- get your duffles up, don’t know whether 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 cuffs, i’m tighter than a c-mmerbund
smokin’ on that strong, my blunt a f-cking muscle punk

and i’m gone
hahaha, yeah, dedication 4 hoe
future f-ck with me!