Same sh*t lyrics

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You in the hood? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same b*tch
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
He on the same sh*t, she on that same sh*t
I claim the same clique, Brick-f*cking-Squad, b*tch

[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Same coat from yesterday, still fly from yesterday
Get high, we still high from yesterday
Give a f*ck what a n*gga say, same old extended K
Same n*gga robbed your baby mama on Mother's Day
Me and Waka bust the same time with the same hoe
Oh that's your girl? My bad, shawty I ain't know
You cuffing that cat? That b*tch a alley rat
He hit it from the front, I hit it from the back
I skeeted on the same pillow you lay your head at
The same place you and your girl go to bed at
She want a sugar daddy, the way that you did
I said: "Silly rabbit, tricking for the kids"

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You in the hood? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same b*tch
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
He on the same sh*t, she on that same sh*t
I claim the same clique, Brick-f*cking-Squad, b*tch
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
They say they looking for a hood-ass down south n*gga
I say: "Why not call up Waka Flocka Flame ,n*gga?"
Earrings, chains, and rings, n*gga
Emmitt got me iced out
Gucci got me balling out
The studio in my trap house
Smoke good weed, rolling off a half a pill
They going to say a n*gga balling 'cause I signed a record deal
Your main b*tch keep on calling 'cause she love the way my di*k feel (three things)
Drill her, kill her, but never will I eat her
Why not f*ck with him?
Ice on the neck got n*ggas like: "Get him"
Reach for my chain, shawty, Flocka might kill him
One mixtape, now the whole hood feel him
Shawty sell bricks, we on the same sh*t
Shawty flip pounds, we on the same sh*t
Shawty got beans, we on the same sh*t
Smoke by the ounce, we on the same sh*t

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You in the hood? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same b*tch
You trying to rob? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
You trying to juug? n*gga, I be on that same sh*t
He on the same sh*t, she on that same sh*t
I claim the same clique, Brick-f*cking-Squad, b*tch