Lyrics:
Aye bruh Ian gone lie to you I heard this shit by Baby Santana and that nigga raw asf
Bruh I had to make my own fucking remix you feel me
So shoutout
You should never argue with
A crazy mind-mind-mind-mind-mind-mind
You oughta know by now (You oughta know by–)
You should never argue with
A crazy
Walk a- down on camera
Ski mask cover my face up
Skull wallet chain, Santana
Show a real, real, what you made of
Hit 'em in the top right now
Faded
The alpha and omega
And I'm only getting started
We can call this chapter Sega
Genesis, they know I spit that shit with emphasis
That's why you don't see
I love you to the moon and back baby
I'll put the world on my shoulders for you baby
This love is limitless I'm with you until I die
No strings
You once told me that soulmates are connected by a red thread between their heels
And I said, "Well if I had a soulmate, we'd go around and trip
shot so we're equal
I just wanna vibe with my people
Keep you by my side like you're feeble
Keep you in my sights cause you play too much
But I know
on the dick that's bananas
3 hoes in the back saying slay I'm like Santa
With a girl named Maria no Carlos Santana
With a girl named Maria no Carlos Santana
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my
magnetísmo
What we have will keep them shook, cataclísmo
So never let this die, from you I will never hide, and I'll always be here by your side
Contigo pa'
gun-dermatologist (me)
One gun by the hip (uh-oh), show you how the Poppa's sit (pop, pop, pop)
Believe me, my bullets bite with a lobster grip (damn)
And trust
And have you heard of
The pyro kinetic homeboy?
Diablo icon, followed by him walking out of
A flaming house with his hands up
Surrendering to a large police
hit that'll get you open
Might make your nose bleed, if it's potent
So if you're not ready, homey don't tamper with it
She the chick who had Tony
Casa I'm in here man
(you made me go through all this shit mother fucker
You better spit that shit
Diplomats Jim Jones Santana Freekey
Ayo Brazzy
get down with my crew
And if you try, to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do
Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your
[Juelz Santana]
Juelz Santana.
Ain't no turning back from here (Thats right)
[VERSE 1]
I am sicker than Sick'Wid'It
DON'T listen just picture
clutchin' on them semi's
Smash ah op and kill the witness
You know we clean the business
Yea I'm fuckin with it (Fuckin' with it)
Fuckin' with it (Fuckin'
Do you believe in the God
Actually, I was looking for Santana
What? Who
Looking for Santana
Yeah , my bitch caught me cheating I lied to her face,
outta time, call out man's name for one likkle shine
Look how you lack pace stuck in a rat race damn straight,
Had to go get it with my go getters,
set
goin bananas
Don't nobody move
You get hit with the anna
I gotta whole lotta jewels
But i ain't Santana
I bet you thought you was cool
Now your life
Oh, I was kicked back in a rented cabana
Easin' my mind with some old Carlos Santana
Nibblin' on a banana moon pie
When I swore I saw an angel
Juelz Santana perform
At Hip Hop Honors with the Alzheimer's
I hear you woofin, come on, come to the dog diner
We all eat dogs, we raw, we bark buyers
furious!
How dare you motherfuckers, forget about the ultimate
Funk, bitch nigga!
I got your wicked witch with a switch
Motherfucker, fuck you
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