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Same Damn Jay Lyrics - Singles - J Lethal

Time to go in one more time, and show these niggas I'm on my grind 

I get that box office money, no you cannot fuck with mine 

Yes, I am so divine, got these bitches going blind 

'Cause my star is shining bright now watch me go in double time 

Gucci, bet I'm killing it, my swag, you know I'm feeling it 

She spread them legs apart, and that pussy, I start drilling it 

Terminator flow, 'cause I terminate on sight 

All these colors got me gleaming like a living Mike 'n Ike 

I know exactly what these hoes want, call that shit telepathy 

I work these hoes out, but I swear they still be sweating me 

And them bullets line you up, and we call that shit that symmetry 

I dip a bullet in some syrup, call that shit that chemistry 

Mixing Bubba with the Widow, the smoke is therapeutic 

Like a virgin first time, bitch I am about to lose it 

Fucking two bad hoes, at the same damn time while I'm killing all these rappers with a bunch of new rhymes 

Getting head, eating pussy at the same damn time 

If I say you out of sequence, hoe you need to get in line 

I get deep up in that pussy, it's amazing 

We 69 and I stick my whole face in 

As soon as she wake up, then that bitch gets dicked to sleep 

I like the way that pussy taste, it's sweeter than a swisher sweet 

You can't compete, I can't be beat, I'm so unique, my style so sweet 

Still on point, I swear my flow is sharper than some cleats 

I stay killing instrumentals, I swear they get no sympathy 

I hit that clit with my tongue, she cry out like a symphony 

Two hoes together, with the sex we synchronize, and when they get on they knees, I aim right between they eyes 

If you haven't heard, bitch I am belligerent 

Them choppas that I carry will be ripping up your ligaments 

Even though it's common, you niggas ain't got a lick of sense 

I'm here to fuck the world and skeet all on your innocence 

I tote straps, get guap, same damn time, if I went to jail it would be for killing your mind 

And you stay in the back, I'm ahead of my time 

Got these girls popping pussy, so what else is popping slime 

Catch me swerving, doing donuts on the interstate, bad thick yellow bone and she on my dinner plate 

Two remixes of the same damn song 'cause you know I'm in my prime, smoking on that lemon lime 

I shit and piss on you niggas at the same damn time 

I don't know why you tripping 'cause bitch, I'm fine