paroles de chanson All the Same - Bubba Sparxxx feat. Backbone & Sleepy Brown
Miscellaneous
All
The
Same
All
The
Same
I′ll
be
fine,
didn't
hesitate
(That′s
white
thangs)
Sippin
Henn,
swervin
wood
grain
(That's
black
thangs)
But
to
me,
it's
just
all
the
same
(It′s
all
the
same)
Damn,
what
a
difference
a
year
and
a
hundred
and
12
days
makes
Came
the
longest
country
mile,
thanks
to
nothin
they
gave
me
I
made
breaks
Basically
baby,
I′ve
been
great,
this
ain't
no
recent
development
But
now
it′s
official
I'm
the
doo-doo,
and
you
ain′t
gon'
keep
′em
from
smellin
it
Do
you
have
a
speaking
impediment
bitch,
or
are
you
just
at
a
loss
for
words
Oh-no
actually
I'm
monogonous,
all
that
talk
was
false
you
heard
So
don't
stall
betty
just
slurp,
of
course
I′ma
tell
you
when
Oops
my
bad
that′s
my
mistake,
I
was
just
gonna
tell
you
then
I
just
bought
me
5 new
Polos,
cuz
see
I'm
partial
to
that
logo
That
horse
is
just
so
Bubba,
that
means
rural
like
you
don′t
know
Regardless
though
I'm
gon′
glow,
even
in
my
birthday
suit
And
when
it
comes
to
that
soft,
yes
sir'ee
I
circle
that
too
So
when
you
feel
it
poundin
in
yo′
chest
and
it
causes
a
slight
pain
Just
shake
it
off
and
smile
I
got'cha,
doin
the
white
thangs
ok
I'm
outdoors
early
mo′nin
sellin
this
country
crock
Let′s
get
this
understood,
gotta
get
me
off
the
top
I
got
them
break
down
dimes
and
bomb
with
twenty-fives
on
the
block
Of
that
'naw
that
hawd,
talkin
′bout
that
glass
that
straight
drop
Bartender,
send
me
Remi,
Henny
or
straight
shot
Then
see
me
flee,
high
speed
from
eight
cops
Leave
'em
floored,
showin
how
I′m
opposed,
y'all
can′t
stop
Jumped
the
fence,
went
down
the
path,
came
out
by
Ms.
Dot
'partment
Ay,
ay
Bubba
Sparxx
shoot
we
down
to
the
spot
Them
young
G's
up
on
that
corner,
done
made
the
porch
hot
Them
folk
say
they
sweepin,
seekin
′He
who
hold
stock′
Ay,
run
tell
shawty,
cut
off,
close
shop
I
told
them
boys
down
there,
homes
in
the
van
was
a
NARC
Tell
'em
"Naw
we
don′t
sell
that
shit
round
here
doc"
They
bout
four
cars
deep,
sittin
in
the
Croger
parkin
lot
But
we
know
when
they
comin,
cuz
money
bark
a
lot
I'm
seein
more
clearly
now,
how
subtle
the
difference
between
us
might
be
Mr.
Fat
Face
got
that
big
weight
but
still
that
seem
just
like
me
I′m
doin
my
thing
dispite
these,
little
lifestyle
expectations
Y'all
chose
to
set
for
me,
shit
I′m
headed
to
where
my
next
check
waitin
Look
here,
beat
me
I'm
old
school
like
LL
J
beatin
off
in
your
Regal
With
six
eights
cross
the
deck,
hittin,
sittin
on
fifteen
inch
eagles
And
Vogues,
case
closed,
order
one
mo'
get
drunk,
throw
bo′s
We
in
here
puttin
on,
all
night
y′all
'til
the
place
close
1 Tweark a Little
2 Betty Betty
3 Take Off
4 Ugly
5 Any Porch
6 Bubba Talk
7 Lovely
8 All the Same
9 Get Right
10 Open Wide
11 Infected
12 Well Water
13 The 1st Whutchacallit
14 Bubba Sparxxx
15 Regardless
16 Dark Days, Bright Nights
17 Handle of Beam (Non)
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