Released: July 23, 2009

Songwriter: Waka Flocka Flame Slim Dunkin

Producer: Mike da Rockman

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You in the hood? Nigga, I be on that same shit
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same bitch
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
He on the same shit, she on that same shit
I claim the same clique, Brick-fucking-Squad, bitch

[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Same coat from yesterday, still fly from yesterday
Get high, we still high from yesterday
Give a fuck what a nigga say, same old extended K
Same nigga 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 bitch 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"

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You in the hood? Nigga, I be on that same shit
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same bitch
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
He on the same shit, she on that same shit
I claim the same clique, Brick-fucking-Squad, bitch

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
They say they looking for a hood-ass down south nigga
I say: "Why not call up Waka Flocka Flame ,nigga?"
Earrings, chains, and rings, nigga
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 nigga balling 'cause I signed a record deal
Your main bitch keep on calling 'cause she love the way my dick feel (three things)
Drill her, kill her, but never will I eat her
Why not fuck with him?
Ice on the neck got niggas 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 shit
Shawty flip pounds, we on the same shit
Shawty got beans, we on the same shit
Smoke by the ounce, we on the same shit

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin]
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You in the hood? Nigga, I be on that same shit
Oh, that's your girl? Might catch me with the same bitch
You trying to rob? Nigga, I be on that same shit
You trying to juug? Nigga, I be on that same shit
He on the same shit, she on that same shit
I claim the same clique, Brick-fucking-Squad, bitch

Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin

After Waka Flocka Flame released his debut mixtape in early 2009 (Salute Me or Shoot Me) and achieved success in Atlanta with a few local hits, (“Dreads N Gold”, “O Let’s Do It”), he decided to bring his friend into the rap game, Slim Dunkin. Though Dunkin had only been rapping for a few months prior to making music, he and Flocka released a collaborative mixtape on July 23, 2009, titled Twin Towers.

Following the mixtape release, Waka Flocka and Slim Dunkin often collaborated on each other’s music, with Slim Dunkin building an impressive music resume of his own. The initial announcement for the sequel to Twin Towers, Twin Towers 2: No Fly Zone, was planned for a 2010 release, hosted by Trap-A-Holics (and used a very different mixtape cover). The mixtape saw its release more than a year later and a little more than two years after the first installment (on August 5, 2011), this time with different DJs assuming mixtape hosting DJ Teknikz, DJ Kash, and DJ Spinz.

Unfortunately, both Slim Dunkin’s career and the mixtape series would be tragically cut short as he was murdered months later at an Atlanta recording studio. Though he’s gone too soon, Dunkin’s friends and family has kept, and is still keeping, his name alive to this day.