Same Damn Tune Lyrics

{Intro} Tunechi, Drama, same time Can only be Dedication Turn the music up in my headphones
{Lil Wayne}
Uh, I’m wilding out on my skateboard She riding dìck like race cars My blunt longer than Spaceballs I’m getting higher than quasars I beg your pardon, I egg your noggin Got Nin up in my glove compartment I’m so short, yellow bus retarded My flow hard and these niggas coughing I’m Tunechi, I do me, smoke doobies, tote uzis I make that bítch cum till she come to a conclusion I’m illest, an illusion, I got B’s like a student Bítch I am not a human and this dìck is therapeutic She say, “Tunechi give that dìck to me, smoother than a symphony” Two bad bítches at the same time, symmetry Murder you no sympathy, got medal like Olympians Tee put the weed in the blunt like a parentheses Fück y’all niggas I’m getting me, is you kidding me? That big booty, them pretty feet Them swishers sweets with that purp Church with the preach that red-boned get licked to sleep She’ll wake up and get dìcked to sleep Pickled meat, freaky deak, I test these niggas with a cheat-sheet Her clit look like a jelly bean, I’m on that promethazine Blow your àss to smithereens, kush strong like Mr. Clean [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/same-damn-tune-lyrics-lil-wayne.html ] I’m a king I have a dream, money flipping trampoline Money flipping balance beam, fresher than the prince, the king, and the queen That’s your bítch if my celly ring and I kiss her belly ring Put that dìck up in her spleen, I shine like Afro sheen And I eat püssy, she suck dìck at the same damn time
That’s a 69, then pass it to my slime I’m skating and rapping at the same damn time I said I might retire, but y’all know I be high I did that time, I paid that fine Fück around and go to jail for the same damn crime For the same damn crime? Nah, murder this time Potato on the end of the barrel, french fries I’m rich bítch, Trukfit in Macy’s! And you püssy niggas hating 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, smoking on that bubble gum Two dutch bítches, double dutch, I’m the shit, bubble guts Nigga get your duffles up, don’t know whether it’s love or lust Tell that hoe to suck it up, she got lips like rubber ducks That püssy whack, I’m one and done, trouble some I’m troublesome Got two bítches off twitter, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum Single ladies, double cuffs, I’m tighter than a cummerbund Smoking on that strong, my blunt a fücking muscle punk Tunechi
{Outro} And I’m gone Hahaha, yeah, Dedication 4 hoe Future fück with me!