Lyrics:
Shake the bells what's my name (Santana)
You got that gear right, I'm not that queer type
Nasty behind the wheel, but my mind ain't steered right
Fuck
wine
Santana d-v-x make you wanna have sex (ooh)
I'm rich bitch! I'm havin' my chips
Get laid all the time, by 70's chicks, uh
Won hella grammies,
me I no know
Me I go fight for you run your race o yeah
Santana baby egbami ooo
The way she dey whine she dey ready oo
See the way she do me omo me go
Maria)
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick
Maria)
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick
I used to drop bands at Philippe's
I let you see the receipts
They even gave me a jacket
But I take it back to the streets
A tray cause I'm takin'
and get it the fast way
To my ladies who get it and get it so nasty
To my baby mommas that like it real flashy
Can't wait to smash me, all they do is
slugs
Who dat he snap on the beat
Ike Santana the beast from the East
I play with the money you nights compete
I start with the 3 and the 8 pack the heat
(Woo), that's a body
I been fresh (Woo), Osh B'gosh
Poor or pimp, do or die
Buyin' presidential by the ten pack, ran an M up in the Cadillac
I was
and that's the fact of life
[Chorus 2x]
[Juelz Santana]
Yo, now you could catch me holla'n at every bitch walkin my way like "Hey"
Ma, you feel like talkin
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
Henny
All my bitches they love me
They do anything for me
Coming through im big papi
Stone face like Versace
Stacks Santana so cocky
Everybody go copy
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
just swerve out the way, blowing perc to your face
You get merc'd on this day if your words do not play
Hatin' ass bitch get the fuck off my dick
got cookies change
And fame just a way of making plans
Ho's been hollerin my name (Santana)
I never been fuckin wit no snitches still
Quick wit
slash ROC property
Stash rocks probably, fucker, you're not stopping me
[Chorus: x2]
[Juelz Santana]
I'm so, gangsta, it's no one just like me
that they knocked off his eyelash
You is an opp nigga, we do not like that
You textin' me, lil' ho, I do not write back
I'm really playin' that ho
even got no "Ether" for
Me, man? Huh? This nigga older than
Me and still a little nigga
Man but what I’ma do is I’ma tell you a true
Story this right
baby?
I do, I do adore you
I'm the best man for the job
Another man couldn't do nothing for you
Cause you're spicy just like me
We come together
The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen
Reppin' my team
We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing
Dave, it's me Sinatra and my boy Dean
The way we
sweat, drippin' on the mattress
Dipset, Killa Cam, she like my, Jewels Santana
Have you feeling things you ain't, yet, imagined
Living in the moment,
on the bottom
The way you shake that ass like ho's from Harlem
Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora
'cause baby I'm impressed, by the way you, shake
For lovin' me girl
Just want to thank you
Look at what you can do man
Free I like this shit right here man
Girl see'mon
Let's do it like this
her the Ana
Red bandana Santana aye
Red bandana Santana aye
Red bandana Santana aye
I fucked up the Fanta aye
I fucked up the Fanta aye
I do that
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