Lyrics:
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
its a weapon
raps one big casino
im plottin ocean 11
i might of sold the least but i still manage to be most feared by most mc's
who dope as me
who
I'm at the top of the building, I ain't like y'all
The ceiling and the shit, I'm riding it to the stars
Get fucked by none, way too far
I touch
tonight
[Chink Santana]
I'm from the city where the good die young and
Niggaz strugglin, drugs smuglin, youngins and keep the slugs cuplin
Hustlin
a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)
Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm
Santana's so focused on you
Come holla at a boy that's focused on you
Shorty I ain't tryin' to give you the run around
I'm just tryin' to come get you
Lil' bro, stay on your side
Shawty be speakin' a whole 'nother language
She say that Santana not human, of course not
We finna put that lil' boy in
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
(TREETIME...)
Bitch I came from the mud
Now they say what's up
They can't really talk about it cuz they know they wrong
Santana roll one up
And then
(feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)
[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Woo we nikka (listen)
[Young
"that's not for lease"
I had to rap like MLK's I had a dream speech
Niggas like me be targeted by the police
That nigga like Santana, potential, he finna
to trust them people so I make sure I tuck it
Might be kin to juel Santana
I forgot it in my luggage
Applying Pressure to you niggas
Causey trap jumping
I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city
You already know, Santana
And when the king and the prince get together
It's nothing but royalty, roll
fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
Maria, Maria
She reminds me of a West Side Story
Yea uh-ooo!! (Come on, come on)
Roll wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the great
Fuck wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke!
[Juelz
[Intro]
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: uhh uhh uhh uhh
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: I cant feel my face,
yea, I make the sound so beautiful, u did
Boom Boom Boom
Santana's in the room
Boom Boom Boom
Mary J's in the room
Boom Boom Ba-Boom Boom
Big Boi, Beat Bullies let's ride
[Chorus: x2]
way
Take a nigga out by sunday
I sell a bowl by monday
Me and YG about gun play
Light this bitch off flip it and toss
Remember me i'm the motherfucking
to push a button
Just get out of my way
'Cause I'm back
Ya, ya, get out of my way
'Cause I'm back
Uh, let 'em know
I'm back
Carlos Santana
Yes I'm
heat
Word on the street Soulo done done it again
Look at me
I used to match a dub sack with my friends
Now we smokin' by the O
Like the letters P and N
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
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
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
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