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Toxic
Written by Oliber Rodriguez & Richard c Santana



-Hook-
I got that toxic p***y
The bite dont bark no p***y
He might just eat the p***y
Bon

Blue-Eyed Soul
Lyrics by Stoyan Zachariev

It’s all about the music! It’s all about my Soul Brothers, yeah! 
I wrote this song, especially for you!

Blue-Eyed Soul
Lyrics by Stoyan Zachariev

It’s all about the music! It’s all about my Soul Brothers, yeah! 
I wrote this song, especially for you!

to hard knocks college
Walking the path of truth no more mental bondage
Influenced by many greats let me pay homage
Hova, Nasir, Hendrix, Marley, Davis

to the class I'm serving packs to students
She in my phone she think I'm cheating now I'm acting clueless
Key Santana got the guala don't be acting stupid
Bitch

Yeah 
Uh huh 
B*tch I’m floating
B*tch I’m floating like a ufo 
Yeah 
You know 
Santana Fox baby 


Knew I turned into a problem 
Once I caught

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

gwa swana le gola Savanna
Line tjao hlaba o small nanana
O tletje ka atti Juel Santana
Thug ke Chapo vele ko tsena Panama
Ngwana le Rasta are o nnyaka

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

money niggas ain't talking racks
By myself brother kiddo that's all I had
How I did it? Man I didn't need no fuckin' dad

How they talk bout the game

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

hatched in the Wouri my zone by the coast, 
Ice in my Gari weather getting hot, 
Got them in my hands and dem peanuts from Garoua,
I got you like a minion

And he wear his bandana similar Santana
But peep the words of wisdom he just receive 
From his Grandma
She say
"Boy, don't you go and believe in those

uh, uh
Shorty she bad and from Ghana, uh
She think I'm Baby Santana, uh
Yeah, I'm off the leash, uh, yeah
Fuck the police, uh, yeah, yeah

All these

oh oh ooh

A few years now go by
She'd still make you smile
Electrifying all the boys
But that was rather not her choice
Listened to Santana
On fridays

HNF THATS THE FAM
Me Kutta and Santana
Drive slow and swang the lane
Can't snow without the kane
Bank Rolls and Diamond chains
Bust down Rollies for

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

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

at you the same 
He don’t look at you the same
He don’t look at you the same
He don’t look at you



U had a baby 
By a country dude 
Wit country grammar

U Can Be Touched

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)

I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real n****s 
That

U Can Be Touched

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)

I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real niggas 
That

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully

and a player
Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer
You don't like it
Well stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet