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Same Damn Time Lyrics By Future

    y’all don’t wanna play fair
    sonny digital
    ya nah’mean ay chea

    i wear gucci i wear bally at the same damn time
    on the phone cooking dope at the same damn time
    selling white selling mid at the same damn time
    fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    i’m on pluto i’m on mars at the same damn time
    on the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time aye

    gucci made in italy bally belt i’m killing shit
    the way i’m rocking jimmy choo the word got out i’m dealing it
    i fuck her she a immigrant don’t touch her she ain’t got benefits
    bussing down them benjamins fuck it up on louis kicks
    that’s the way i’m kicking it ferragamo cover me
    puerto rican japanese we laid up at the doubletree
    yellow ice a bumblebee pinky ring a quarter key
    iphone a metro twerking off the whole thing
    my earring a jelly bean gangster lean and irene
    red eyes no visine i’m loc’d out on the drink
    horse shoes on my jeans robin jeans with the wings
    yellow bone on my team trafficking them yao mings
    space boots with the spikes go to az on the flight
    mail a hundred overnight yeah yeah yeah yeah

    i wear gucci i wear bally at the same damn time
    on the phone cooking dope at the same damn time
    selling white selling mid at the same damn time
    fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    i’m on pluto i’m on mars at the same damn time
    on the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time aye

    i’m in phipps with the sack going crazy
    got some diamonds ’round my neck no fugazi
    bad bitches in the suite tryna bait me
    just a young hood nigga streets raised me
    working with a unit tryna stretch it to another one
    drinking on that actavis it tasting like some bubblegum
    thumbing through the check boarding on a 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
    freebandz on al capone straight up
    and my cash way long turn up
    i see a bunch of clones

    i wear gucci i wear bally at the same damn time
    on the phone cooking dope at the same damn time
    selling white selling mid at the same damn time
    fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    i’m on pluto i’m on mars at the same damn time
    on the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time aye

    give me apartment and some water and i can swim
    got that gambino jumping out the gym
    my young nigga 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 louis 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 shit on film movie
    future ask yeah yeah

    i wear gucci i wear bally at the same damn time
    on the phone cooking dope at the same damn time
    selling white selling mid at the same damn time
    fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    at the same damn time at the same damn time
    i’m on pluto i’m on mars at the same damn time
    on the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time aye

    Artist: Future

    Year: 2012

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 415