S.a.n.t.a.n.a. by Juelz Santana
S.A.N.T.A.N.A. lyrics
[Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I�m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
I�m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
(Ya�ll got a problem, his name�s Santana, Santana)
I�m back, uh-oh
(No one to play around, we�ll squeeze them hammers)
(Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana)
[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Okay, I�m reloaded, okay the heats loaded, okay now we rolling okay (yeah)
My .44 peace talking, sound o-so-sweet talking
Do more-more street talking, than Stone Cold Steve Austin
And I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well
Hell, you looking at the preview of �The Matrix 12�
El rock them, I�m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz�)
Shake the bells what�s my name (Santana)
You got that gear right, I�m not that queer type
Nasty behind the wheel, but my mind ain�t steered right
Fuck driving reckless, my mind is reckless
Plus I stay with two time crime offenders
I can�t give it up (nope)
Like an old man who can�t get it up, I�m not a man �til it�s up
So now I�m rapping bad, I�m back I�m badder
Shit, ya�ll probably think I�m taking rap viagra
Got as many songs than Pac had on lock stash
I can pop songs just like I pop tags
I do not brag, just watch fag
I�m here to get the keys to the lock back
Open the door, close it and relock that
Don�t touch, stop that, it�s locked black
And guess what, I�m back (Juelllllz�)
I�m back (Santana)
[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya�ll got a problem, his name�s Santana, Santana)
I�m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we�ll squeeze them hammers)
I�m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh
[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Say hello to my little friend, hello �fore I pull again (Juelllllz�)
And show you my bullets friend, hello my name please (Santana)
Straight bring the llama, for cake stand behind you
Make plans to drop you, I ain�t Aunt Jamima, nope
Bitch, I ain�t here to wine you, I ain�t here to dine you, I cam here to pop you
Shit, and I came here for lobster (Juelllllz�)
The whole damn sha-bang and they ain�t bring the pasta (Santana)
Now I got to be rude, they ain�t got me my food
I�m not gone be used, shots gone eat through
This kid small body, and this big long shotty
That will just make shit here all sloppy
Straight out the pot I�m ready, straight out like rock I�m ready
Or more proper, I�m straight out like hot spaghetti
It�s rock and roll time (time) it�s lock and load time (Juelllllz�)
Show time, adios amigo, got to go time (Santana)
Yeah, but I be back right at you, twice back at you, like Christ back at you, yeah!
You be like damn, that�s one nice ass rapper
I kind of like that rapper, I want to be like that rapper, no!
No, but if you bite that rapper,
I might bite back at you, with the Rifle at you, whoo!
Yeah, I know that might sound bad, but it�s
I�m back
[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya�ll got a problem, his name�s Santana, Santana)
I�m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we�ll squeeze them hammers)
I�m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh
[ad libs continues �til fade]
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