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Wayne]
Chillin by Elz
And we smoked a hundred L
We spoke about gals
We joked about tales
No homo
But I meant like a storytale
Ya dig
[Juelz Santana]
Let me

for a girl
With an ass that's a handful
Bad attitude ain't nothing I can't handle
Tell me what's your name
I go by Mu Santana
Young Icy ass nigga drip

mean he’s
With Nas and them if you don’t get
The gist of what I’m trying to
Tell you, that’s like my man, Jim
Jones, Santana and one of them, going

unless I hit that Canna
808's knocking on this beat
Baby that's Santana
Feel like Juice up in this shit
Rolling Doja in my planner
How you judging my life

I'm rocking a purple bandana
You ain't nobody, yeah you a random
I've been ghosting but I ain't a phantom
16 no I ain't Santana
And we met up

Aye
Get the cash and I'm running these bands up
Anti social like baby santana
Keep a strap just like tony montana
Black and white like a muh fucking

Freedom

Pitbull

Climate Change

2017

Hey, yeah, I like this right here
Makes me feel free
It's got that, uh, you know
That bom, ba-dum bum, ba-da-da-da-da (Mr.)
Bom, ba-dum bum

Young Sam as joke bum
But stop cuz you
Can't joke the joker
The joke's on you
Don't get your hopes up
They won't come true
Goals get loads of mud
By folks

at they moms job like they got figures 
But they slob on a knob for a gram and a swisha (Bitch)
But can't get a job because they're bums and they stupid

to
Jeden z tych dni gdy
Nie wszystkie są tu z sortu
Welcome to jungle
Już gra nam carlos santana
Jest jacek jest i daniel
Bum bum robi tequila
Nikt nie

Biribibap biribibap 
biribibap bam by
Smoothies nos fuimos de cumbia

Te voy a contar la historia de una hembrita
Que esta bien buena que esta bien

or hear
Na with you I feel care
Something wey sincere
I promise you my heart
I no go leave your side
I go stand by you
Till the day I die
Oh my God oh my

Not thrilled by a lotta Shit I'm quite the opposite
Cause it's trendy don't mean I gotta hop on it
Don't give acknowledgement or any sponsorship
Do

I rode down to Mechanicsburg
On a cold and wintery day
And I heard a tramp by the railroad tracks
And he had these words to say

I worked forty years

Everybody run come (Everybody run come)
When they hear this gbedu dem dey whine
Dem dey twerk, dem dey shake their bum bum
Fore, Fore by Fore eh
Fore by Fore

a phone again
Don't buss up me a phone again
Or come and thief ma gold again
Write me a couple of ya melodies bcos they never get to me
Ya sending me ya bum

Bo śmierdzi żołnierskie truchło
I kadzielnicą machał przed
Tym truchłem by trochę mniej cuchło

Przed nimi zaś muzyka bum tara bum
Rżnie marsza

it back to back
Got these bitches on my sack
Want my money bitches wack
They want my paper I don't lack

I get approached by imposters 
They always

Its a cold night said the city bum
With a blanket on his shoulder
Sitting by the delaware
And the damp air gets colder
Morning is not even close

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Sweet oh Sweet
Just to behold
Oh what a sight
Oh when Christmas time is over
I know you'll be by my side

So we cherish this Christmas

You never hear
You no know
Shey you never hear
Bum bum bila
(Oh na na na na na na)
Shey say she want some
Bum bum bila
2am in the morning
We're just

to let you off the hook when I walk up those filthy steps to grease your fucking gate,

What makes you think you will,
Oh I've earned it just by being

i dey on grind
Kowo wo le non stop, make i rock my world
Rock my world 


Gimme the pon pon
Ukwu ni bum bum
Ogede to pon
Omo ele to pon

Woni o'wa mi

faagi, jaiye, getting turnt up, she's one of one 


Wosx keh 
Baby Wosx keh keh 
Oo gba mi olorun 

Go girl 
Baby go girl girl 
Bum bum, killer, bomb