It's All the Same
The Click Lyrics


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Nigga, come on, nigga, yeah
Take it to the house
Yeah, yeah, yeah Dub see, 40 Widah
D-Shot

I know ya in the movies and ya pager's goin' off
You got a call from the boss, you seen the code 2236
You makin' excuse, you got to piss
Even though you at the phone dialin' all seven digits
You got to move with the quickness

Before ya dude gets suspicious and shit
Get to trippin' and shit, get the sock in this bitch
Get to turnin' Doctor Jekyll on hoes
'Cause if he flauntin' dough, he can't take the blows

Ay ho, ay ho
Get 'em again, get 'em again

Pick yo celly up, I wanna fuck
Ho, what's happenin' back at cha?
Get it at cha, once the pussy askin'
You know that ignorant bastard

Pockets full of Ziploc bags, it's ripped nasty
Met you at the Benz dealership in T-shirt and khakis
Crafty over the mic like cookie chips, it's the criminal
Known for see-walkin' in the pussy lips

Let them suckers take care of ya ho, like 40
I just wanna click with you and dick you
From Cape to the Bay Area, bury ya
Flashin' the dick in ya tonsils
Bend you over and fuck you by my studio councils

Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood
Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
Throwin' up the hood, yeah, you like that bitch
The square ass weights tellin' you ain't never been choked
Or done fucked by a felon, no K-why jellin', just tryin' to inhale it
So when ya ready for the real bitch hit me on my cellin'

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(It's all gravy whodi)
Wherever we go
(Nigga, please believe)

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go

I set rules in this game, I pop my bra, I claim fame
I do my thug thesis, got the world singin' speak of me
I do no jockin' the clock don't stop clockin'
I'm a top notch and my itinerary stay crackin'

I'm mackin' boss bitch, hell I'm pimpin'
I'm on one, I have no mercy I go sick with it
Like cash money we click with it, hey, hey
Super bad, super bad, say, say

Check the pass man, foot on the gas man
I wrap em' up in cashmere and trade em' for cash man
You dig, my sick face down on the side of my hip
I'm seventeen deep with heat so don't trip

I sip malt liquor all of the suds
My bomb is E-coli the murderous buds
I blaze Philly blunts all in the clubs
Keep a bald fade for the bitches to rub

I thug for mine that's the difference with me
From the ball playin' nigga that ya see on TV
I escalate up to the spot on the Hill
Fill you up with Hennessey and ecstasy pills

Fuck you in the mind if ya just sit still
Opened up some game and I let that spill
Bitches love playas 'cause they keep that real
The shit is all the same, ya feel
Yeah, it's all international baby, ya feel

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(It's all gravy whodi)
Wherever we go
(Nigga, please believe)

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go

But every time I spit this game
These L I P's these niggas know my name
You see my name is E-Feezy
These hoes be lovin' me

Ya gotta be a special lady and a very exciting girl
Yo, I'm slammed, lookin' savy in the back of the crackhouse
In the bathroom choppin' up and baggin' up my cavy
You must be blankin' off them blankin' thangs

Who the fuck you think you dealin' with?
I hold up, I ain't gon' rescue no bitch
I'll slap ya upside ya nooda, bitch
Talkin' that shit, I'ma buy ya ass some Prada

Some Norman Camali, the Mazda MX or Miati
I ain't gon' lie you got some good ass lush fire punana
But I ain't sprung even though you been handlin' on
Been suckin' the peel off the banana with yo big ass lips and gums

Swallowin' down my cum, runnin' around there
With yo big ass tongue, you're hangin' out your thong
You wanna stay with ya hard ass workin', baby, dada
He loves ya dirty draws, he'll drink ya bath water

He'll let ya ass go clubbin'
He ain't gon' be trippin' off nothin' you mention
He know you something
He know you can't turn a tramp into a good woman

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(It's all gravy whodi)
Wherever we go
(Nigga, please believe)

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(It's all gravy whodi)
Wherever we go
(Nigga, please believe)

It' all the same
(These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
The same ol' game
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same




(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go

Overall Meaning

The Click's song "It's All The Same" portrays the life of a pimp and the struggles of the women that they control. The song looks into the world of this illicit business and the power dynamics that lie within. The lyrics describe the life of a pimp, highlighting his controlling actions over the women he controls, who have no say in their lives. The song also addresses the women who fall victim to this lifestyle, as they are proclaimed to be the same, hoping for marriage while simultaneously betraying their partners.


The opening lines set the scene, with the caller receiving a message from his boss and desperately trying to leave the room. The song then moves onto describing the ways of the pimp, who manipulates their partner to do what they want, and the women who are looking for someone to marry, yet still involve themselves in this illegal business.


The lyrics describe the pimp's controlling actions over the person they manage, dictating when to move and what to say to avoid any suspicion. The song then flips and speaks towards the women who are called out for wanting to marry, while participating in this illicit business.


Overall, "It's All The Same" brings attention to the life of a pimp and the situations that women are forced to endure while simultaneously addressing the hypocrisy that comes with signing up for a pimp's ring while still having desires for a traditional life.


Line by Line Meaning

Nigga, come on, nigga, yeah
Addressing someone to join in and hype up


Take it to the house
Let's go to the party spot


Yeah, yeah, yeah Dub see, 40 Widah D-Shot
Mentions names of the producers of the song


I know ya in the movies and ya pager's goin' off
Commenting on the person's popularity


You got a call from the boss, you seen the code 2236
The person got a message from someone important


You makin' excuse, you got to piss
The person is making up an excuse to leave


Even though you at the phone dialin' all seven digits
Despite being on the phone, they have to leave quickly


You got to move with the quickness
You have to leave quickly


Before ya dude gets suspicious and shit
Before the partner gets suspicious


Get to trippin' and shit, get the sock in this bitch
Hurry up and leave, put on your shoes


Get to turnin' Doctor Jekyll on hoes
Changing demeanor when dealing with women


'Cause if he flauntin' dough, he can't take the blows
If you show off your money, be prepared for the consequences


Ay ho, ay ho Get 'em again, get 'em again
Addressing women as 'ho', and wanting to have intercourse again and again


Pick yo celly up, I wanna fuck
Pick up your phone, I want to have sex


Ho, what's happenin' back at cha? Get it at cha, once the pussy askin'
Asking about what's going on with the person's life and then having sex


You know that ignorant bastard Pockets full of Ziploc bags, it's ripped nasty
Referring to someone as rude who carries something disgusting


Met you at the Benz dealership in T-shirt and khakis
Meeting someone in everyday clothes at a luxury store


Crafty over the mic like cookie chips, it's the criminal
Referring to oneself as a skilled rapper


Known for see-walkin' in the pussy lips
Saying that one is popular for having sex


Let them suckers take care of ya ho, like 40
Let others handle your partner like a pimp named 40


I just wanna click with you and dick you From Cape to the Bay Area, bury ya
Saying he wants to have sex and party with you


Flashin' the dick in ya tonsils Bend you over and fuck you by my studio councils
Describing sex acts in graphic detail


Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
Having sex with someone of ill repute while being filmed


Throwin' up the hood, yeah, you like that bitch The square ass weights tellin' you ain't never been choked Or done fucked by a felon, no K-why jellin', just tryin' to inhale it
Telling a woman that she likes sex acts rough, and implying that she has never been with an aggressive partner before


So when ya ready for the real bitch hit me on my cellin'
When you are ready for real sex, call me on my cell phone


It' all the same (These hoes wanna marry a nigga) The same ol' game (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
Saying that women want to marry a man for his money, but also cause problems for him


It's all the same (It's all gravy whodi) Wherever we go(Nigga, please believe)(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Saying that things will be the same regardless of where they are because people are people


I set rules in this game, I pop my bra, I claim fame
Establishing his authority and saying he is successful with women


I do my thug thesis, got the world singin' speak of me
Telling the world to talk about him


I do no jockin' the clock don't stop clockin'
Not wasting time because clock keeps ticking


I'm a top notch and my itinerary stay crackin'
Being top in business and having a busy schedule


I'm mackin' boss bitch, hell I'm pimpin'
Referring to oneself as a successful pimp


I'm on one, I have no mercy I go sick with it
Being aggressive when pursuing a partner


Like cash money we click with it, hey, hey Super bad, super bad, say, say
Saying they are similar to the Cash Money music group and good at what they do


Check the pass man, foot on the gas man I wrap em' up in cashmere and trade em' for cash man
Being confident and showing off wealth by trading expensive clothing for cash


You dig, my sick face down on the side of my hip I'm seventeen deep with heat so don't trip
Carrying weapons and being prepared for danger


I sip malt liquor all of the suds
Drinking cheap alcohol


My bomb is E-coli the murderous buds
Smoking with dangerous marijuana


I blaze Philly blunts all in the clubs
Smoking marijuana in public


Keep a bald fade for the bitches to rub
Having an attractive hairstyle


I thug for mine that's the difference with me From the ball playin' nigga that ya see on TV
Saying he is a thug compared to other athletes that are on TV


I escalate up to the spot on the Hill Fill you up with Hennessey and ecstasy pills
Drinking and doing drugs at a high-end venue


Fuck you in the mind if ya just sit still Opened up some game and I let that spill Bitches love playas 'cause they keep that real
Saying women like honest players


The shit is all the same, ya feel
Saying everything is the same despite appearances


Yeah, it's all international baby, ya feel But every time I spit this game
Saying this kind of behavior is not exclusive to one country or culture


These L I P's these niggas know my name You see my name is E-Feezy
Saying that he is famous and well-known


These hoes be lovin' me Ya gotta be a special lady and a very exciting girl
Saying that he is popular with women, but he is only interested in a few


Yo, I'm slammed, lookin' savy in the back of the crackhouse In the bathroom choppin' up and baggin' up my cavy
Describing drug use in a shady place


You must be blankin' off them blankin' thangs Who the fuck you think you dealin' with?
Accusing someone of being under the influence of drugs and being disrespectful


I hold up, I ain't gon' rescue no bitch I'll slap ya upside ya nooda, bitch
Saying he won't save someone and is willing to resort to violence


Talkin' that shit, I'ma buy ya ass some Prada Some Norman Camali, the Mazda MX or Miati
Saying he will buy expensive items for a woman if she talks to him in a disrespectful manner


I ain't gon' lie you got some good ass lush fire punana But I ain't sprung even though you been handlin' on
Saying that the woman's sex is good, but he is not in love with her


Been suckin' the peel off the banana with yo big ass lips and gums Swallowin' down my cum, runnin' around there With yo big ass tongue, you're hangin' out your thong
Describing explicit sexual acts with graphic detail


You wanna stay with ya hard ass workin', baby, dada He loves ya dirty draws, he'll drink ya bath water He'll let ya ass go clubbin' He ain't gon' be trippin' off nothin' you mention He know you something
Saying the partner can do anything she wants because her partner will always love her, and won't have a bad reaction to anything she says or does


He know you can't turn a tramp into a good woman
Implying that the partner is promiscuous and can't change.




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRANDT JONES, WILLIAM CALHOUN, ANTHONY DOUGLAS GILMOUR, DANELL STEVENS, EARL STEVENS, TENINA STEVENS, BRYAN WILLIAMS

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