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. CleanLil Wayne - Same Damn Tune - http://motolyrics.com/lil-wayne/same-damn-tune-lyrics.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!