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I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you
cul-de-sac
Pistol turn a nigga from a human to a stat
You saying that you bang, pussy lemme see you stack
I don't fuck with niggas by the way they like to act
I was drowning out Santana
Riding shotgun with my daddy
Not loud enough to numb the pain
From the Outside looking in
seemed perfect but it wasn't
Am
him if he caught lacking bullets got decimals 7.62's you know mathematics all threw out the week I be accompanied by the crack addicts I stay away from
what you rep, this a dirty stick I'm by myself
Body on the pavement I be there
Pick em' up that boy need help
This shit get personal, all that clicking
him out
Well I guess that make me God
And if he force my hand, then the destiny is ours
Shall exercise my power by filling the graveyard, time to even
(Santana Star Beats)
I don't cherish money cuz I know, it could disappear
(Nah)
I'm gone be rich by twenty five, I could see it clear
When I walk in,
Uh, Santana, let's do it
Yeah, DipSet

Man where ever I go, I hold it down
I blow it down, you see me, believe me it's (going down)
These hoes
and speakers from the pawn shop by our home
And we loved playing DJ hero 
I got good at it figured I could add a few zeros 
Came a long way from dragging people
I came back there as an idol
(Still got)
Still got love in the cut like champagne papi 
I'm all healed upright now I came long way mourning by mother
to hip me
Blinded by diamonds it'll make your ass dizzy
I could see all the hate in the room
I told em aint nun a hater could do
And I dropped the top
something unique to me
Which could be fulfilled by yourself
And no one else
Girl how could I resist?
How could you resist?

Oh, you like me
But I don't even
I'm annoyed so please avoid or get destroyed
Santana got the tommy
Hunnid bodies in the lobby
Bandana on when I'm killing zombies
Its a hobby
Snobby
He keep on playing he get played by the gun
You too serious need to have some fun
In that 40 I hit that dash
And the police they were on our ass
I
cię miasto

Są takie dni kiedy chodzę środkiem ulicy niczym Juelz Santana bwoy bwoy
A na nich pełno bitches bitches bitches w piątek smakuję szampana
Ja
miasto
La la la

Są takie dni kiedy chodzę środkiem ulicy niczym juelz santana bwoy bwoy
A na nich pełno bitches w piątek smakuję szampana
Ja sobie frunę
mans with bana-na-na-na-na clips
Make my grammar stick like enamel
I been scandalous
He's gone cannibal
Hammered and Santana lit
Hard to get bands
When
personalit v jednom člověku
Je ti zima? tak ber na sebe deku
Vím, že bys mě nechtěl potkat venku
To je v poho, já jsem člověk plnej vzteku
Dělám ty trapy jak
to Atlanta
I ain't here to see no thotties, they just pop up where I'm landin'
And my eyes distorted, Big Santana off this Fanta
Bro don't beef he peanut
had a Santana groove
Eyes straight, with her lips closed
By speaking none at all, she said the most
Bad lady, proud baby, she wasn't overrated
Go
this high before I don't have no deja vu
Got a new plug he be fronting me p's so i might play tennis by the way i be serving
Shooter got dreads imma call
and the fire
Excuse me miss pero no fallo
A gentleman that refuses to retire
Raised by la calle salute to diana 
Raised on guitars by Carlos Santana
If I go out
hope she swallows
Sip some rosè smoke some grade you know and I know
By the end of the night Ima shoot in her belly like Van Gogh

Brown skin butter
Black bandanna I'll hitchu with the blamma
Been a hot nucca welcome to my cabana
I pull strings like Carlos Santana
Banana clip do you dirtier than

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