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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
(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
[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]
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
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
"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 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
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
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
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
Santana in the basement
Mixing up the medicine

[Hook x2]
Mixing up the medicine
Mixing 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
You can't get by, but you can't get bye bye
The way we let this shit fly
The Empire

Got Bosses in it... huh
Santana Leutinent 
And I'm going off in
for a girl
With an ass that's a handful
Bad attitude ain't nothing I can't handle
Tell me what's your name
I go by Mu Santana
Young Icy ass nigga drip
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
mean he’s
With Nas and them if you don’t get
The gist of what I’m trying to
Tell you, that’s like my man, Jim
Jones, Santana and one of them, going
unless I hit that Canna
808's knocking on this beat
Baby that's Santana
Feel like Juice up in this shit
Rolling Doja in my planner
How you judging my life
Aye
Get the cash and I'm running these bands up
Anti social like baby santana
Keep a strap just like tony montana
Black and white like a muh fucking
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
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
that last album from Harlow
I am never gonna do what they telling me
I been keeping it on Cruz like Penelope
I have always been this smooth like Santana
not talking bout pogo
I think I might be in love with the (cocoa cocoa)
I think I might be in love with the cocoa
I'm smoking gas you can tell by
Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really

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