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ain't got shit
Young nigga fresh as fuck when I post by the pool pit
I just wiped a nigga man I do him like Q-Tips
These niggas happy cause they fucking

the kit
Got my haters pissed
Got them haters sick, Shit
I feel like Scotty Too Hotty we steady slamming shit
I was thirteen banging Santana wit a banana

be, real petty, let’s figure this out already
She just was so smooth
She just kinda had a Santana groove
Eyes straight, with her lips closed
By speaking

I was pouring dye in fanta 'fore I met hana
I was gripping booze handles bumping babySantana
She's gripping on my arms like the actress Ana
I love

Season
Pause
Safe to say I made it through the fog
Applause
Ain't given but I'm Driven
By these gifts like Clause
Santana Bandana
My antenna with the same

with hoes that recycle Santana lyrics
Now let's be real, you can't even step to me even if I was a staircase
You bitches be insecure with all them

Dakota
And Anna, born and raised in Atlanta
Love her rapper, she wanna be Juelz Santana
Priscilla, rich and she loves chinchilla
And exotic colors, crimson

a nigga talking down on the gang
Imma fill them with hallow tips
I put my blood sweat and tears into this shit
But I'm still posted with Crips
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krawatem chociaż na drodze Sahara
To nie „Havana Moon" Carlos Santana
Tylko od rana Łodź CO2 wdychane do płuc
Polska Centralna

Autobus spóźnia się już

Light it up then pass it to ABY na
I got Star Boy sitting by the corner
Manu is dealing with the hookah
Baby hold me tight like a bandana
Work it slow you

I'm tryna get me an M&M 100 by 100 I'm stacking these Bengimans (yap)
Steppin on shit like sum timberlands buck at this scat then I'm flippin' yo

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

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

like trash yea that shit is so stanky
Bitches is mad like why is they cranky
AKIO gon' never die, and I don't give a fuck who I'm followed by
Making

take it there
Always been real ain't No raye Santana Hoe keep it player
Oh he kill with that bandana so lil boy let's take it there
You so broke I'll

That's smart
Wanna criticize my art
That I made from my heart
Won't them steal my spark
Then leave me alone in the dark
Rumble young man rumble 
Santana my

Ready to be bludgeoned
No one will remember
When we reach the next junction

Cast a gaze as you stare
Down the barrel of my stun gun
Blinded by the flash

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

santana holmes I got that Lombardi
Gimme some racks and I'm gone I'm tryna buy myself a home that's under the market
He got a chain a coat he comin thru

killed by Draco
Ready to Shaq attack em
NBA jam em with the blamma
These Niggaz faker than Santa
With bandanas just like Santana
You Only tell half

Feeling like young Santana ha, yea
I got a red bandana on my right side, I'm G checking niggas like east side
If you know your shit throw it up

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

buddin' in Santana ways
Should repent for my sins
Lord knows the system just isn’t designed for me
It’s hell to just try to make ends
Look I been walking

gon get em by any means
Ain't no right time, just grab the moment
Take out your rage on your opponents
Smoke that green, make sure it's potent
Swim good