Same As (Explicit) - Marc E. Bassy/Mozzy
Yea forty ounce till freedom
Like I'm sixteen again
I don't got my L's yet but
I'm scoopin' ******* pull up skeet
In a benz she going hop
In with her friends
Yea forty ounce till freedom
Like I'm sixteen again
Fist fighting at the red
Light missed me with the right
But the left scraped my chin yeah yeah
So I'm feeling like the man
But nothing really changed
Feel I'm in my second childhood childhood
Still blowing **
Still got the Stevie Wonder
Blapping out the speaker
Still my woman tell me that I don't
Know how to treat her
Oh lover
Oh lover look what we have become
Same as we was young
We the same as we was young
Oh lover
Oh lover look what we have become
Same as we was young
We the same as we was young
Oh the wall at the house party
Like I'm 17 like I'm 17
Got a little shorty grinding
On my jeans grinding on my jean
Whisper to me that she want
To see my sheets that she wanna
I told her baby I ain't taking
Off these cleats
I told her baby if you down
Then I'm down come around
After 2AM I knock that thang down
Used to sneak right out yo
Window when yo daddy was around
**** I'm yo daddy now
Oh I'm yo daddy
But nothing really changed
Feel I'm in my second childhood childhood
Still blowing **
Still got the Stevie Wonder
Blapping out the speaker
Still my woman tell me that I don't
Know how to
Oh lover
Oh lover look what we have become
Same as we was young
We the same as we was young
Oh lover
Oh lover look what we have become
Same as we was young
We the same as we was young
Oh lover
Oh lover look what we have become