Lyrics:
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
(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
girls
Calling Patti Smith
P.S. I love you
I got stung by the love bee
He stuck his thing in me
girls
Calling Patti Smith
P.S. I love you
I got stung by the love bee
He stuck his thing in me
(feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)
[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Woo we nikka (listen)
[Young
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
That pussy keep calling me (calling me)
Damn! Get me in trouble
That pussy keep calling me (come here Boosie)
We're calling the droids
We're calling the droids
Conversions for joy
Uphold and rejoice
We're calling the droids (calling the droids)
We're calling
"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 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
Words by Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby
Music by George Coles Stebbins
Jesus is tenderly calling me home
Calling today, calling today
Why from
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
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
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
[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]
on the table
With the angels
Be seeing you, my friends
As the days go by
I'm running out of time
Dance, dance
'Til the mourning ends
She's calling me
Calling me
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
stick up
I hear my demons calling
They want me to catch a body
I wanna be surrounded by your energy
I been calling your phone
Can you pick up
I hear
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
you like Yoruba boys
Like Wizkid awa ni starboys
Oya
What is this magic
They calling me a fuck boy calling me a beast
I need that magic
They calling me
haters falling
This is not just imaginary, beasts are coming soon
You're not vision blurry
Got my mates by the side
Reap what I sow
Is that Money Calling
He will take you by the hand lead you to that promised land
Can't you hear the blessed Savior calling you?
As you journey day by day and temptation
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
will take you by the hand, lead you to that promised land
Can't you hear the blessed Saviour calling you?
As you journey day by day and temptation comes
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