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they pull the strings, Carlos Santana

[Hook]
Big Body
What you gon' do for that big body
So what you gon' do for that big body
What you don' do for that

Megan I tell her to gitty up
Body like art and I'm getting a visual
Killing these bitches by now this shit serial
Killing these bitches then take them

Robins
Eating Stracciatella in some Donatella fabrics
These my dreams you can't have em
Imma top gun like Maverick
By now you know my steez man
I'm

from me I need to sleep
It seems too early for living or dying climbing and falling
I stoped to trying day by day getting closer to nowhere

Arctic ice

him heat up
I'm from 1300 Block we got 1300 shots
Might be posted by yo spot trynna pop a nigga top
Walk down on em with this Glock nigga give me what

rico como llora la guitarra
Baby i pull strings soy como Santana
Vivimos los dias como si fueran fin de semanas
Bebe pareces Rihanna
Me encanta
Como ella

(N***** be cap talking bout
They doing this and doing that)
These n***** be cappin
(Santana Star Beats)
Keep that shit over there
N***** can't cap

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
Heard that

boy just get in line
I can't give her any of my seconds cause my money is my time
And I'm flawless by design
I get crazy with the rhyme
I throw up

Will fill your soul
Deep in midst of fantasy
Slowly Narrated by Xani Ali
BRK made it all happen you see
Now the come up is heavy
The weight won't exceed

catching a rare case
That was your bitch making my heart hot
Hopped off the bedroom, then I fly by
Fucked on your friend, tell me I'm a bad guy
I can’t

bandana
Uh feel like Juelz Santana
Uh but i hustle like Nipsy
Coupe do one sixty
Gone two weeks streets say they miss me
Bitch I be there in a jiffy
In

typie kto pytał, ej
To twoje życiowe motto, ej
Zaraz będzie złota płyta
Ja lecę do Tokio by zarabiać papier
Ty mnie zdenerwujesz, ja strzelę ci w banie
Ta

go make em' sick
Excuse my manners
Drip my set no Juelz Santana
Third coast rider pardon my grammar
Keep me a bag but I ain't no Santa
Always told boy

would save spend that
Oh She came from the bottom to top me
By myself this a one man army
off the bench they ain’t wanted start me
I’m taking off like Im

game is crazy, call me Swagtrick Swayze
Cuz I start off my romancing by doing some dirty dancing

We vibin', ooh ooh we vibing
Kickin it in L.A. love

Screaming all for one that don't mean nothing at all
Nah
That don't mean nothing at all
They call me Eags Santana I'm that indivi-juelz
The jack of all

in em Atlanta brunches and lunches with everyone dat you love round dat matter
Dat holy manna, da bandana always wrapped round Santana or a Fanta up in

Entona mi trap
Entro en su subconsciente. 

Me encanta todito de ti.
BA.. by. . 
Ese tontito de piel 
Ese tontito de voz. 
Se... XI..  


Himno. Tizante

like a Kappa
I ain't no actor but I shoot me a movie shoot me a tool niggas don't play by the rules
You gotta FOX 6 that nigga put his ass on the news

it
I rock timberlands like my own brand branded
Got bandannas like Santana I'm dipset
Told your baby father he can come and get his lips wet
Then he

Handing y'all bags is not my forte, only knockoffs
About to start collecting on that debt, and shooting LOCs off
Boutta get my man Santana to run the jewels

Whipped down by a white impala.
Black on black rims, ain't looking like a badder.
Windows tinted though ,put it down low, but deep down you really

a demon
You cross the boss catch bullets just for sneak dissing
Still ghost writing for Mula
Better believe it
Like Juelz Santana I can't feel my face