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