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santana! - 1eleven lyrics

yuh, ay

[hook]

i*i*i feel like santana where my guitar?
that boy run up on me, then he stupid, he a r*t*rd
lil banana clip, monkey bullets in this ar (yeah!)
b*tch i can’t feel sh*t, f*cked around and popped like eight bars

ever since a jit i make that paper, ran up five bands
just the other day, my lil homie popped like five xans
i just mixed a oxycodone with a f*ckin’ vivanse
i just heard you lost yo b*tch, i’ma take her, bro it’s my chance
[verse 1]

shady kid when i walk past the whip they had to lock the coupe
walk in with a ski, six deep b*tch i’m robbin’ you!
pull up turn his ass into a smoothie, call that jamba juice
grab my tummy turner, that’s my burner, sеnd a shot at you

di*di*diamonds on my neck, they all flooded i got vvs
this b*tch said shе wanna suck my d*ck she ain’t even meet me yet
she just heard my voice, and my hits, she don’t need the rest
got a drum up on a draco let it rattle, you might need a vest

ay, aim it at your face catch a body with a headshot
red splatters on the pavement look like franks red hot
i just hit my twizzy, told him “pull up in that drop top”
hop inside the coupe, close the roof, issa hotbox

i just pulled up with a mac, let it do the cha*cha
i just hit up cheddar, that boy pulled up with the pop rocks
b*tch i’m rockin’ diamonds in my ears like some airpods
ran my pockets up, now i’m ballin’ like the red sox

[hook]

i*i*i feel like santana where my guitar?
that boy run up on me then he stupid, he a r*t*rd
lil banana clip, monkey bullets in this ar (yeah!)
b*tch i can’t feel sh*t, f*cked around and popped like 8 bars
yuh, ever since a jit i make that paper, ran up 5 bands
just the other day, my lil homie popped like 5 xans
i just mixed a oxycodone with a f*ckin vivanse
i just heard you lost yo b*tch, ima take her bro it’s my chance

- 1eleven lyrics

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