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But sis
When I get to New Ro, I feel like I'm taken for granted
I been gifting these niggas like Santa
I been pulling these strings like Santana

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

If I'm going out it's like Tony Montana
Bro po'ing it up turn upside down Fanta
Im screaming out Rest In Peace Fredo Santana

I wanna go out a legend

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

(Skrrrr)
Don't pay attention to bullshit cause I am immune (Ha)
But why they assume? (Ha)
She call me Farii Santana
Left her with a frown like I don't got no

End Up Like This

Jurassic 5

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2006

the same no more.
We used to tell the girls we love 'em,
Now we calling 'em whores
Summers of the past was a blast when we cooked out
But now we grab

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

its a weapon
raps one big casino
im plottin ocean 11
i might of sold the least but i still manage to be most feared by most mc's
who dope as me
who

I'm at the top of the building, I ain't like y'all

The ceiling and the shit, I'm riding it to the stars
Get fucked by none, way too far
I touch

It's Murda

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc.

2002

tonight

[Chink Santana]
I'm from the city where the good die young and
Niggaz strugglin, drugs smuglin, youngins and keep the slugs cuplin
Hustlin

Like a mamma bird whose
Calling, calling, calling 
Calling yeah
And in my mind
I will do what's right 
And we'll make love
By the candlelight
Cause she's

trippin' like a diva
Bitches crying like Aretha

Who got the game, who be running now
Labels with money be calling out
I'm hot as fuck, it's like the sun is

a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)

you by yourself
Cause you're looking too good, girl
Better answer that phone when you hit me
Calling, Calling, Calling, Calling, yeah yeah
Calling

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm

erection or eroused, whatever you call it
Bitch, me and my team been balling
Bet your label keep motherfucking calling
Woke up to a bitch this morning,

em calling
I'm dissolving
In the darkness
I won't drift away I will
Not be forgotten
SANTANA! KANINE!

a terrace
I stack up my gwap
I'm a do better
Shawty think I'm a santana
Pouring my lean in the fanta
Get lit no matter the weather
Put down the top get you

Chorus:
The money keep on calling call calling call calling call
The money keep on calling call calling call calling call
The money keep on calling

calling calling
And with you I'm running now, cause you're calling me by name
Grace is falling falling
I hear you calling calling
And with you I'm running

This journey started years ago
Oh I still had you by my side
And now the road  seems so long
Now that you gone

I still need you to walk with me hold

look my cash old
She in her feelings she say ima asshole 

Why she keep calling 
Why she keep calling 
Why she keep calling my damn phone 

Why she keep

My Love

Freeway

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

Santana's so focused on you
Come holla at a boy that's focused on you

Shorty I ain't tryin' to give you the run around
I'm just tryin' to come get you

Lil' bro, stay on your side
Shawty be speakin' a whole 'nother language 
She say that Santana not human, of course not
We finna put that lil' boy in