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Laron Louis James (nova Iorque, 18 De Fevereiro De 1982) Conhecido Pelo Nome Artístico De Juelz Santana é Um Rapper, Ator E Produtor Estadunidense De Origem Dominicana. (wikipédia)

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juelz santana01. hey ma

juelz santana - hey ma

Cam'Ron Featuring Juelz Santana
Hey Ma

[Cam'Ron and Women]
Hey ma, what's up, lets slide, all right, all right
And we get it on tonight
You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good
Cause we gon get high tonight
Got drops, got Coups, got Trucks, got juice, all right
Cause we gon take a ride tonight
So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right
And we gon get it on tonight

[Juelz Santana]
Yo, Now I was downtown clubbin', ladies night
Seen shorty she was crazy right
And I approach baby like
Ma, What's your age and type?
She looked at me and said use a baby right
I told her, I'm 18 and live a crazy life
Plus I'll tell you what the 80's like
And I know what ladies like
Need a man that's polite, listens and takes advice
I could be all three, plus I can lay the pipe
Come with me come stay the night
She looked at me laughin', like boy your game is tight
I'm laughin' back like show you right
Get in the Car
And don't touch nothing Sit in the car
Let discuss Somethin'
Either we lovin' or I'll see you tommorow
Now we speeding up the Westside
Hand creepin' up her left side, I'm ready to do it
Ready to bone, ready for dome
55th exit, damn, damn, already we home
Now let's get it on

[Chorus]

[Cam'Ron]
Now That I got a girl, my Ex wanna holla and spit
Told me to acknowledge her quick
She like Cam stop frontin'
On that Dave Hollister Tip
Come over lets swallow and sip
I'm like momma that's it
I promise you dick, usually have a problem with chicks
They all say I'm rotten and rich
But not her, booby's real
High heel dooby feel, plus got them Gucci nails, uh
You a cutie still, and this my down girl too
Ain't no groupie deal
We left the movies with Uzies, Suzuki wheels,
To the Jocose, I tell you my booby's real
I mean she do be winning, luey spinnin
Go to the crib she got the Gucci linen'
I see booby grinning
She looked and said Cam, I know that you be sinning
Naw, I'm a changed man, look at the range maim
I got a whole new game plan
Looked and said that's nothing but game Cam
She was right; she was up in the Range man
Droped her off at the L, now I'm flippin' the cell
That's right I had to call up L
[Cam And Juelz Together]
You L, what up, I hit, what else, plus dome, say word
And we got it on tonight

[Chorus]

juelz santana02. back again

juelz santana - back again

[Juelz]
Yeah nigga, I heard my man Luca was out
I guess he's...

[Chorus]
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way

[Verse]
Now I'm "Back A-gain", just like flash was
Bad like Shaft was, react like Cassius...
Clay did in the ring with his back up...
Against the ropes, jab, jab, back up
It's all for what, it's all for us, all for bucks
You chumps remind me of Mister Softee chucks
Icey niggaz, banana boat milkshake ice cream niggaz
I don't like these niggaz, nope
I pop shots, hot glocks, shoot through vans too
Oh-Bob-bobalo-bamboo, move
And I'm fo' really with the milly-o
Leave many wholes like the cereal Cheerios
You into funny money, I'm rakin' in silly do'
The type that don't really fold, just sittin' there and gettin' old
I got the game ina loop kid, kinda like Snoop did
It's more than me, it's more than the music
I'm....

[Chorus]
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way

[Verse]
Come through new coup Z
Three plus fitty, me plus Jimmy
Speed up slow, ease up quickly
Yeah we puff really, yeah we just silly
Puddy-buddies yeah he just kills me, shit
And I'm sick in the mind
They don't understand this trife style lifestyle
Live in a mine, but still I'm "Back A-Gain"
BAck with my 45, Cadillac that my shorty drives
Maggy-mackin' my shorty's live "Back A-Gain"
Straight from 4-45, West 53 in Amsterdam
Also known as Gramsterdam, way before the Santana man
Long time ago, way before the bandana, damn
Young scrammy scram on the block hand to hand
Hard I was slangin' it, straight Leron James with it
No big star, no big car
One big rock, one big block, I'll go far

[Chorus]
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way

[Verse]
Now this has been one hell of a year
This has been one hell of a ride, I'm tellin' you guys
They'd thought we'd never survive, Jeky'll and Hyde
Or the great american pie, weapons collide
Dead or alive, left with no choice but to um, better our lives
Get up and strive, but um, get up and roll, get up ya know
Get up and go, these motherfuckers ain't lettin' us go
So we get up and take it, get up and make it happen for us
Nobody can gt up and take this
In rappin' we trust, gat packin's a must
It's part of my nature, part of my wake up
Part of my waist yup, pardon my waist chump
For this part of my waist chump, come part in of your face, yup
It's Santana, part of the great stuff
Fo really man, pardon I'm great chump

[Chorus]
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way

juelz santana03. back to the crib

juelz santana - back to the crib

[intro: juelz santana (chris brown)]
Santana (yeah!!!) chris breezy (yeah!!!) p-o-l-o da don (yeah!!!)
Ha ha, we got one........ay!!!!

[chorus: chris brown]
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)

[verse 1: juelz santana]
She wanna roll with me she wanna go with me
But she don't know i'm tryin to take her back home with me
I told her have a seat in my ride
She said i look like i taste good and she wanna eat me alive
She lookin good in them new tall heels
I'm lookin at her like a full course meal
Chill!!! i got all the girls checkin me
They know i'm a dog but they love mt pedigree
Yeah! just call me mr. orgasm
And if you come with me i guaranteed you gonna have one
The hottest in the hood, the freshest on the block
Why stop all this gucci and the louis that i rock?
If not, i stay polo down to the socks
Rings, chains, and watch worth more than fort knocks
Temporary plates on the audi r8
Diamonds match what i'm wearin she can't stop starin

[chorus: chris brown]
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)

[verse 2: juelz santana]
Owww!!! runway walk, beauty queen face
Video body see the curves and the shape
And everything her mama gave her she know how to shake
Thicker than a milkshake and i'm tryin to get a taste
Hair did, manicure, pedicure
Attitude like vivica, when she played in set it off
She feelin my swag, she feelin my g
Not only is she dancin she feelin on me
And i'm feelin you too, so i put my hands on her
Just to let her know the feelings mutual
No mama we could birthday text
Yes i said text but i know you know what i really meant
Tell me what you will do, tell me what you won't do
Tell me what you don't know how to do so i could show you
I'll give it to you give it to you like i owe you
And after i'm done i'm a tell you i told you, so

[chorus: chris brown]
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)

[bridge: chris brown]
You should, know me (hey!!!) i could see myself in your future (hey!!!)
That's hood, o.g. (hey!!!) i made up my mind i'm choosin ya (hey!!!)
Don't say, you won't (hey!!!) try to lean in, i'm feenin yeahhhhhhh!!!
Her name wynona, girl meet me at the valet
Lambourghini breezy, i'm a transform ya, name you mrs. breezy
Stuntin so hard but i make it look easy
Let's do it like we do it when we doin it for tv yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

[chorus: chris brown]
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)
Shorty said she really feelin me like yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
Shorty said she wanna roll with me i said yeah!!! (yeah!!!) oh yeah!!! (yeah!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib cause she know that i'm on her!!!)
She don't know that we goin (back to the crib!!!! back to the crib!!!! yeah!!!!)

juelz santana04. bandana

juelz santana05. clockwork

juelz santana - clockwork

[Intro]
DipSet
(Yep, yep, yep, yep)
San-tana, AY
(Yep, yep, yep, yep)
Tick, tock
(Yep, yep, yep, yep)
Tick, tock
(Yep, yep, yep, yep)

Get on the grind like clockwork
Move that behind like clockwork
Keep it coming on time like clockwork
Get that clockwork (homie) make that clockwork (shorty)

You hear the sounds of the tick (tick)
You hear the sounds of the tock (tock)
You hear the sounds of the clock (tick)
(And get it right) (tock)
Move to the sound of the tick (tick)
Move to the sound of the tock (tock)
Move to the sound of the clock (tick)
(And get it right) (tock) yep yep

[Juelz Santana]
Now lemme see you get that block work rolling
Lemme see you get that clockwork going
Fiends copping by the clockwork flowing
All day and all night
Till them S.W.A.T. cops rolling
Or that clock, stop, going
Tick, tock, tick, tock, AY
Homie, get on the grind like clockwork
Two for five or a dime, that's clockwork
Shorty
You ain't gettin off the hook that easy
Lemme see that clockwork
She said look that's easy
Move it around, and around, and around, and around like a clock chick
To the sound, of the sound, of the sound of the clock's tick
Tick, tock, tick, tock, AY
Shorty, move that behind like clockwork
And spin around to the sound of how the clock work

[Chorus]
You hear the sounds of the tick (tick)
You hear the sounds of the tock (tock)
You hear the sounds of the clock (tick)
(And get it right) (tock)
Move to the sound of the tick (tick)
Move to the sound of the tock (tock)
Move to the sound of the clock (tick)
(And get it right) (tock) yep yep

Get on the grind like clockwork
Move that behind like clockwork
Keep it coming on time like clockwork
Get that clockwork (homie) make that clockwork (shorty)

[Juelz Santana]
The grind on paper chase
The block on day to day
Listen, I'm always ticking
Like the clock on Flava Flav
I could
Give cock, and don't stop giving
So can you
Wink wop, and don't stop whipping
And just
Make that clockwork (tick), get that clockwork (tock)
Shake that clockwork (tick), flip that clockwork (tock), shorty,
AY, do what you gotta do for that clockwork
Nine to five, side moves for that clockwork
If you a soldier, homie, get you a doja (?) homie
Move the homie, tell him get that clockwork (homie)
AY, teach him how to mix that pot work
Right to left, all day, he'll get that clockwork
Listen
Tick, tock, tick, tock (homie) AY
That's what I call clockwork for ya
Holla at me, I got work for ya
AY

[Chorus]

[Outro]
I mean nigga
If you gettin' money
That's clockwork
If you hustlin', that's clockwork
Bitch, if you out there sellin' ass, that's clockwork
If you out there pimpin' homie, that's clockwork
Holla at me
AY
DipSet

juelz santana06. creepin through ya hood

juelz santana - creepin through ya hood

[Intro] (Alternating between Paul Wall and Juelz Santana)
Baby
Juelz Santana
Boy Paul Wall
Yea, I mean I know there?s a lotta haters on yo side
Ya, ya, ya I know they over there hatin on yo side too
Oh yeah, but you know we don?t give a fuck about them niggas
Fuck em

[Chorus]
We don?t give a fuck about you
We tote big guns, front, we?ll pop you
We be creepin through ya hood
Creepin through ya hood
We be mad slow, Mean mug
Creepin through ya hood

[Juelz Santana]
I?m down and I?m dirty with this
I?m down to get dirty, ya bitch
Aw man, aw damn, the pound is just hurtin my hip
Fuck with me I?ll show ya how them pounds and birdies get flipped
Play around clown, you?ll get found in the dirtiest ditch
He like, ?Y?all don?t give a fuck about who?? (Bout who)
I?m like, ?We don?t give a fuck about you.? (Bout you)
Hat low to the front
Lean back smokin a blunt
A! See that button? Hit that, dope in the trunk
Nope coke in the trunk, nope both in the trunk
Up, that gun is on my hip too, I be hopin you stunt
You don?t want my niggas creepin through ya hood
You don?t want my niggas creepin through ya wood
You don?t wanna see that pistol in ya face
Homeboy, you don?t want my niggas creepin leavin with ya goods
So don?t play like that (don?t)
Don?t act like that (don?t)
If you ain?t like that, you know,

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
I got them windows tinted five percent
Presidential limo tint
I can see you, but you can?t see me
223 with extended clip
Them 50 shots gon set it off
It?s a fire drill, bitch drop an roll
Gimme dat watch, Gimme dat chain
Empty them pockets and pay the toll
I hang wit killers out on parole
Catch ya cut, run and hide
Evacuate, murder for hire
Kinda like ol barb from the wire
We?ll chop you up like garlic cloves
and cook ya ass like emmeril the chef
Take ya last breath, put on ya vest
But im aimin at ya head boy, not ya chest
I pack the nine, I start to dine
Hit them legs and crease ya up
Then I hit the spot wit a bad bitch
they'll slob the knob and piece me up
And when you wake up in the mornin
To the sounds of them choppas roarin
I?ll wear the heat just like Alonzo
And leave ya whole family in mournin
I?m in the hood, like wig shops
I?m on the grind, on the block
Posted up like Yao Ming
In the low post, I?m on the box
We?ll chop ya up like a screw tape
and have ya hollerin like the opera
but when my sidekick goin off
I ain?t talkin bout no T-mobile partna

[Chorus]

juelz santana07. daddy

juelz santana - daddy

Child]
Daddy? [baby cries]
Daddy? [slight echo]

[Juelz Santana]
Daddy? (just to hear you breathing)
Damn man this shits crazy
Got a little son now, little me
Runnin around, its crazy
I'd do anything man, do anything
Life is precious, remember that.

And if i die then my child'll be a bastard

[verse 1]
I just had a newborn,
Shorty weighs 7 pounds, 6 ounces, 20 inches, too strong,
Im happy now, ima daddy now,
I gotta be there, i aint get to see my daddy around,
We aint never get to ball out kid,
I was young, the game caught him before i did, but
Back to you son, as for you son,
I'd do any and everything, thats the truth son,
From the dirtiest diaper, till you get old enough to dirty your nikes up,
Im your clean up man,
You ever need a hand, need a foot, need a heart, need a lung,
Reach for the phone, call me up son,
Yes, everything drops for you, everything stops for you,
I'll bury a block for you,
I'll let go every shot for you, and i'll reload the clip, just to make sho he's hit

[chorus]
I gotta little boy to look after,
I gotta little boy to look after,
[said] I gotta little boy to look after,
And if i die then my child'll be a bastard [x2]

[verse 2]
Everyday i look in your face, I sit back and i smile,
Look at his face, its just like mine, wow,
Damn, this kid shines,
Authority and prioritys, this kids mine, so,
That means i gotta beat him if i have to,
Keep him out of bad schools, teach him how to rap smooth,
Show him the ropes like, make sure his rope's tight,
No screws loose, no loose screws,
Got manners, got morals, got sense of respect,
Cause when you gone, boy thats all you got left,
You ever get craze for candy, dont take a strangers candy,
Open a strangers candy, those are the strangest candys,
I'm your rider, your guider, pusher, provider,
But most of all im your father and im just looking out for you,
When there's a problem, man im just looking out for you,
Im not talking man, im just pulling out for you,
The ford, a sword, the hood'll come out for you,
And what im about to do, you shouldnt go out and do,
You just make sure your good to me, you good to mom,
Respect your elders, you grow to be good and strong,

[chorus]
I gotta little boy to look after,
I gotta little boy to look after,
[said] I gotta little boy to look after,
And if i die then my child'll be a bastard [x2]

[verse 3]
I raise you up in the sky, like behold,
The only thing greater then I, YOU, my greatest achievement,
F*** a platinum plaque, this is history in the making, believe it,
Without you i cant make or suceed s***,
I cant think, i cant wake up and eat s***,
You the reason, that im breathin,
And i will stop at any moment to see this, child live a better life,
Wow its a better life, but you better throw down if you ever fight,
Like Rocky do, dont be no punk when its time to get up and put on your boxing shoes,
You lace em up tight, you fall, get up fight,
You lose, oh well, we all lose some fights,
Just be a man about yours, life is all about handling yours,
So you just keep handling yours.

[chorus]
I gotta little boy to look after,
I gotta little boy to look after,
[said] I gotta little boy to look after,
And if i die then my child'll be a bastard [x2]

juelz santana08. damn it feels good

juelz santana - damn it feels good

Intro]
Okay, Houston, stand up, we goin to take it back for a minute
Dallas, Texas y'all know what it is, I've been meaning to tell
you this for a long time (New Orleans to Baton Rouge)
-Damn it feels Good to be a gangsta-
Dipset Bitch, you know
Juelz Santana, of course, the Big Apple
Back Like Cooked Crack Man
-Damn it feels Good to be a gangsta-

[Juelz Santana]
Yeah, you better believe that shit, All i do is G-Tech shit
Niggas get G-check quick, with the fifth of this respect shit
Thats what i do but (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
I wouldn't trade it for nuttin', being a gangsta was beatiful
The Streets is what made me disgusted
Fuckin', Police is what made me disgusted
Other than that (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
From the start we all hard to these gangsters
Martin Luther King was a gangsta
Malcom X was a gangsta, Rosa Parks was a gangsta
Why can't i say (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)?
Niggas follow the code, no dollars for ho's
Maybe just a bottle of Mo, shit
Keep the gun on the side of they clothes
For probable cause (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
And if you ever see a gangsta in hand-cuffs
Shit, its probably cuz he ain't give his man up
Or his man wasn't man enough so he gave this man up
(Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
See, niggas do their time and they come home
Gangstas, they decide when they come home
Maybe its scarred, but they alive when they come home
Screamin' (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
Man, it feels good to be a gangsta
How can't it feel good to be a gangsta?
Just cuz you wear a hood you aint a gangsta
But if you are (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
Real gangstas don't pop pellet shit
Real gangstas just pop pellet clips
From the popular fifth, leave you on the side in the ditch
Spit on your body, tell you (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
Now aint that some gangsta shit?
Real gangstas keep a gangsta bitch
Real gangstas do crime, don't hesitate and shit
Now thats some gangsta shit (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)

[Outro]
Heh, damn it feels good man, to be a gangsta that is
Lemme tell ya man (Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)
Dipset bitch, Back like cooked crack
You never know, Juelz Santana
Yeah, Dipset Dipset
(Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta)

Deeeeaaaammm, look at that bitch!
"What, don't get slap with the titty..."

juelz santana09. days of our lives

juelz santana - days of our lives

Get money people
Do what you do,
We was born to lose, but built to win,
Ya dig?
Yeah, Reagan Era.

These are the days of our lives,
Like coke, they want us to straight drop, but we rise
(hands up, hands up)
We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke,
But they won?t, we on the grind
(hands up, hands up)
They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control,
Living above law, so fuck 'em all,
I said They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control,
Living above law, so fuck 'em all,
(fuck 'em)

I was thought never stop, till the money comes,
Now look ya boy life sweeter than a honey bunny
Don?t think I mean sweet like sweeties,
I amputate you niggas, I?m diabetes,
And I get the girls wet like bikinis,
Quirt like a uzi on a hot like Jacuzzi water,
Waiter bring me another drink for me and my niggas,
We made it through another week and that?s Bantom
We just trying to get by, trying to make it to the top,
But the mountain so high,
Good thing I know how to rock climb,
Swinging over you niggas, like monkeys, I find vines,
My rhymes crush grapes, fine wine,
Yes boy, I?m out my mind,
It?s be a billionaire, or die trying,
And I stay higher than a high fly,
Can I get a high five?
You see the dollas bitch I float em, if float em,
Got the boy lookin like he got Christmas ornaments on him, ya dig?
And my cars are imported, want it,
The whips are foreign, they want them deported
(uh-huh shit)
I?m a die hard rockstar, if ya looking for birds
I know where the flocks are,
Money long, so I know where the cops are,
And I stay in a chick buns, I?m a hot dog,

These are the days of our lives,
Like coke, they want us to straight drop, but we rise
(hands up, hands up)
We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke,
But they won?t, we on the grind
(hands up, hands up)
They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control,
Living above law, so fuck 'em all,
I said They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control,
Living above law, so fuck 'em all,
(fuck 'em)

juelz santana10. dipset

juelz santana - dipset

Dip Set[15X]

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip, nigga tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Throw up yo set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Yo I be wit a gang a gangs, who hang and bang
Animals, orangetangs, hammers move, bangers bang
Damn, it's dude the game has changed
I got a hoe selection, a whole collection
A whole selection of my hoe collection
And I'm big pimpin', stick dipin', quick shiftin'
bitch listen, this isn't, no damn game in here (Oww)
Yeah, the whole byrd gang's in here, like Kurt Kobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm dangerous yeah, brainless yeah, stainless yeah
Aim it yeah, bang it yeah (y'all some dead motherfuckas)
And my diddy-pop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty glock, dodge and you getting shot
To the bar, Hard liquor get a shot
Get a broad, get here hot, get her home give her cock (Oww)
Go,it's your birthday
Go, go drink it girl, it's cumming, I know you're thirsty
Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone dirt place
Doomsday, goonsday, Tuesday to Thursday

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, nigga tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Throw up yo set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, OKAY
I'm lo-lo from the block again
Po-po and the cops again, no homo but they cocking them
Four-fos and glocks and them
They the paparrazi, they the livest posses
Kamakazi, nazi, nazi, copy papi
I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller
That's why I scorched your daughter, left her home, call her, call her
I'm in the low BM, yeah, with your old BM
We smokin' ozium, trojans and petroleums
Yeah, and that's just incase the hole is thin
Take it off, bend it over, throw it in, work it, work it
Oops, squirt it, squirt it
Oops, oopsy dais, ohh I'm crazed
Cho-cho train, co-ca mane, Zulu Gang
I'm old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta
The damn dadda, I jam proper, ya man's nadda

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip,nigga, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Santana, Killa, Jim Jones, Freaky
Killa, you already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana, that boy got that crack man
Diplomat Records man

juelz santana11. down

juelz santana - down

[Intro - Juelz Santana]
Uh, Santana, let's do it
Yeah, DipSet

[Verse 1 - Juelz Santana]
Man where ever I go, I hold it down
I blow it down, you see me, believe me it's (Going down)
These hoes love me to death, they mumble under they breath
Lovely duets, boy, I'm (Going down)
I thought Mary J. was under my steps, nah I'm just playing
Love when ya sweat, keep singing (Going down)
I'm so fucking amazin, like Jordan to the league
When he first came in, it's (Going down)
I know you mad, my career's blowing up
Going up, holding up, and your's is (Going down)
Slowly but surely, so coked to the shorty's
Caught by the boys, the judge says your (Going down)
I had to call up my lawyer, gotta make court
And yawning, it's four in the morning, it's (Going down)
I need be out by the morning
Man the streets needs me to be out by the morning, or nothings (Going down)

[Chorus - Juelz Santana]
Yeah, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)
But, wouldn't believe it, couldn't believe it
Look I succeded, it's (Going down)
Baby keep walking wit ya hip, I keep walking wit a limp
Yeah you talking to a pimp it's (Going down)
Again, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)

[Verse 2 - Juelz Santana]
Now look, I'm back stronger than ever
Money's longer than ever, longer Baretta, it's (Going down)
Man we could get it on, it's whatever
The morns the better, I'm shorter, I'm better whenever it's (Going down)
Got a new chick, badder than ever
Ass fatter than ever, got it together and love (Going down)
No bud, no kiss, no hug
No rub, no bath, no tub, just love (Going down)
Yeah, that's my kind of baby
That's my kind of lady it's (Going down)
And the purse, you might find a eighty
Underneath her lip gloss, shorty keeps some lip gloss she's (Going down)
And that's why I love her, that's also why I don't trust her
Think she got her a sucker, nope (Going down)
Got another thing coming, not a baby but a
?? believe me I done it (Going down)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Juelz Santana]
Yeah, mama look at me now, mama look at me how
Ya beautiful child it's (Going down)
Mama look up and smile, you made a beautiful child
Still shooting the pound it's (Going down)
Gotta survive, manuever through towns
Gotta drive, smooth through the town, or it's (Going down)
Cops on my ass, gotta shoot through the town
Shooting the pound, I ruined it now it's (Going down)
Only question is, will I get caught
Will I get cuffed, will I see court, will people see me (Going down)
No they won't, man I'ma survivor
Plus I gotta lady cop that's a rider, so nothing's (Going down)
You might catch me, crossing the border
Crossing the water, three ladies out and deported it's (Going down)
I caught 'em swimming, north of the border
Lost in the water, caught 'em and scored 'em, now they (Going down)

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Going down
Going down
Going down
Going down

juelz santana12. freaky

juelz santana - freaky

(Dipset B*tch)
(Fella! Santana Aye!!)

[Chorus:]
Rock the boat dont sink the ship.
Do you like to get freaky freaky?
Do you to get kinky kinky?
(Yea, I like to get freaky, freaky)
(Yea, I like to get kinky, kinky)
Do ya Good I get the boat rockin (yea)
Good let's get the boat rockin (yea)
Good we got the boat rockin (yea)
Good lets get keep the boat rockin

[Verse 1:]
Now how many chicks in this b*tch like dick?
Well how many dudes in this room like pune?
Holy moly the rap Goldie
ohh he back put up yours now clap
That, thats the sound i like to hear
That, thats the bounce i like to hear
Now grab a chick and get freaky
Whats bad are you kinky
And if she tell you yes
found another chick that tell you yes and bail for sex
I bet that will be freaky
(yea that will be kinky) (yea)
Tap it up slap it up filp it rub it down dont forget to wrap it up
Then tell shorty to back it up
Just like a truck thats backing up (yea) (aye!!)

[Chorus:]
Do you like to get freaky freaky?
Do you to get kinky kinky?
(Yea, I like to get freaky, freaky)
(Yea, I like to get kinky, kinky)
Do ya Good I get the boat rockin (yea)
Good let's get the boat rockin (yea)
Good we got the boat rockin (yea)
Good lets get keep the boat rockin

Rock the boat dont sink the ship.
Mami take your pick who you leavin with huh?
Rock the boat dont sink the ship.
Shorty take your pick who you leavin with huh?

[Verse 2]
Now guess whos back in the mothaf*ckin house
Front get punched in your mothaf*ckin mouth
But i aint come for that dear baby
Tell me you had a pap smear lately (huh?)
Ill be your check up guy
Check up low check up high
Check out bye bye then im gone like the wind
Find a sucka spend all night with him
I just wanna do the nasty withcha withcha
Not download a nasty picture picture
Cuz i dont know about the internet
I just how much im into sex (yea)
Whats poppin withcha is you tryin to get it poppin sista
No shrimp no lobster dish (uh huh)
just lots of dick (huh)

[Chorus:]
Do you like to get freaky freaky?
Do you to get kinky kinky?
(Yea, I like to get freaky, freaky)
(Yea, I like to get kinky, kinky)
Do ya Good I get the boat rockin (yea)
Good let's get the boat rockin (yea)
Good we got the boat rockin (yea)
Good lets get keep the boat rockin

Rock the boat dont sink the ship.
Mami take your pick who you leavin with huh?
Rock the boat dont sink the ship.
Shorty take your pick who you leavin with huh?

juelz santana13. fucker amp friends

juelz santana14. gangsta sht

juelz santana - gangsta sht

Guess what....
I'm back
[Beat Starts]
AYE.......SANTANA.....DIP-SET BITCH! you know, you know...

(Chorus)
We say G'd up, we make these bucks,we make things jump,
No thanks to you
We blaze weed up,we invade these clubs,we make things jump,
No thanks to you(you)
From the beat to the boogie,to the street to the hoodie
This is gangsta shit,gangsta shit
Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat, shake ya tushy
If you like gangsta shit

[verse 1]
Gangsta Niggas (come)
Gangsta bitches,(come)
Get on up,get gangsta with us(umm..)
Or should I say,get gangsta with me,
I gangsta boogie through this gangsta city(watch me)
Get dough, hit hoes, quick froze, big 4, get low 'fore i bang at you(watch me)
Pitch flow, big blow, big bank, big rolls you know, no thanks to you(you)
And shorty you can catch me stunt (stunt)
Off the weed yup (yup),screamin
HI, MY NAME IS!
These nuts (nuts)
G's up (up), hoe's down
Thats how it's been, how it is and how it goes down (so)
From my young G's wiht the clip and the black 5th(come)
For my OG's wit the pik with the black fist(come)
(umm...)This gangsta shit,
Full blown gangsta shit,
You know gangsta shit...AYE

(Chorus)
We say G'd up, we make these bucks,we make things jump,
No thanks to you
We blaze weed up,we invade these clubs,we make things jump,
No thanks to you(you)
From the beat to the boogie,to the street to the hoodie
This is gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat, shake ya tushy
If you like gangsta shit

[Bridge]
Check it...now don't you wanna be like us
Yup,cut it out.....you cant be like us(nope)
Now don't you wanna be like us
Yup,cut it out.....you cant be like us(nope)

[Verse 2]
Pop, pop, pop it like its hott (hot)
Like snoop said(tongue clicks)
Drop, drop it like it's hot (hot)
Which one of y'all want ya couchie rubbed
I'm fucked up and I'm lookin for some groupie love (yess)
Y'all hoe's know why I'm here
And it's not to send bottles and buy yall beer(come)
I might send over some eye contact(come)
And let you know im tryin to hop on that(ummm)
And if you send back the eye contact
Then I know..it's time to go to the pop off shack
I'm a gangsta, I like to do gangsta shit
Like(ummm) gangsta boogie wit my gangsta bitch (so come)
Gangsta boogie with a gangsta bitch
Come see how the gangsta's live(come..ummm)
And you'll see it aint no fronts or tellin lies
This gangsta shit here must be televised

(Chorus)
We say G'd up, we make these bucks,we make things jump,
No thanks to you
We blaze weed up,we invade these clubs,we make things jump,
No thanks to you(you)
From the beat to the boogie,to the street to the hoodie
This is gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat, shake ya tushy
If you like gangsta shit

[Bridge]
Check it...now don't you wanna be like us
Yup,cut it out.....you cant be like us(nope)
Now don't you wanna be like us
Yup,cut it out.....you cant be like us(nope)

[Beat Continues]

juelz santana15. home run

juelz santana - home run

[Juelz Santana]
aight, im baaaack
wake up in the mornin with one thought
I gotta get it
then I hop up in the shower, had my b-tch already in it
while she ride me down, I stroke her breasts
hopped out the shower soaking wet
I'm already fly and I ain't even put my clothes on yet
cuz
they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (I am fly)(x3)
aight, ya n-ggas know me!

(chorus)
[Lil Wayne]
now i got money on money, and b-tches on b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I got money on my mind, and I'm thinking all day
keep a bad b-tch to f-ck me when I have a long day
cuz my money make money and my b-tches get b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I get baseball money, check my homerun average
take over the game and let my homeboys have it

[Juelz Santana]
uh,aight
ok I'm up to the plate, homerun is gone
you know what that means, it's time to bring that money home
brown paper bags still talk that money
and my money make money I don't touch that money
I got money mad at me yeah upset money
I got money over money thats bumpin money
crib so spacious, whip so matrix
keep chicks with me, and the hips ?
n-gga like me move quick, no patience
rockstar life, everyday click wasted
everyday's a long day, I get money the long way
go to sleep then wake up with it, bed full of naked b-tches
they know I got that juice and they just want a taste, a sippin'
I be battin, they be pitchin, Barry Bonds the way I hit it
listen, they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (am fly)
aight, ya n-ggas know me!

(chorus)
[Lil Wayne]
now i got money on money, and b-tches on b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I got money on my mind, and I'm thinking all day
keep a bad b-tch to f-ck me when I have a long day
cuz my money make money and my b-tches get b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I get baseball money, check my homerun average
take over the game and let my homeboys have it

[Juelz Santana]
uhhh
I'm international like my f-cking visa
swag on Easter, that wrist on freezer
that b-tch on diva, waist on eat 'er
long song ?, pockets on pizza
and when it come to gettin dorm I'ma roll like Peter (yup)
coke on the scale, Libra
Hail Mary n-ggas, no Mother Teresa
aight, I'm forever on my grind (grind)
cuz you can freeze the watch but you can never freeze the time (no)
you bop sh-t, I show sh-t
you got sh-t, I own sh-t
that fly sh-t, I own it
I'm hawk shit, you novice
maaan, ok I'm up to the plate, homerun is gone
you know what that means, it's time to bring that money home

(chorus)
[Lil Wayne]
now i got money on money, and b-tches on b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I got money on my mind, and I'm thinking all day
keep a bad b-tch to f-ck me when I have a long day
cuz my money make money and my b-tches get b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I get baseball money, check my homerun average
take over the game and let my homeboys have it

[Juelz Santana]
wake up in the mornin with one thought
I gotta get it
then I hop up in the shower, had my b-tch already in it
while she ride me down, I stroke her breasts
hopped out the shower soaking wet
I'm already fly and I ain't even put my clothes on yet
cuz
they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (I am fly)(x3)
aight, ya n-ggas know me!

(chorus)
[Lil Wayne]
now i got money on money, and b-tches on b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I got money on my mind, and I'm thinking all day
keep a bad b-tch to f-ck me when I have a long day
cuz my money make money and my b-tches get b-tches
bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my biness
I get baseball money, check my homerun average
take over the game and let my homeboys have it

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