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gimmie dat freestyle - carlos santana lyrics

welcome to my diary here’s another letter,
i keep that white girl just call me hew hefner,
i’m heavy wit da birds so you should cop a feather,
and my money run’s long like sleeves on a sweater,
d-mn i make it flood i am just bad weather,
or something like s-x, i just keep gettin better,
and better… and better… and if life is like a cl-t,
den i’m goin at it hard like a man up in his b-tch,
and i’m f-ckin it too rough do you think i need to quit,
but my flow is so v–gr- and hip hop is my d-ck,
so f-ck all the men and woman who don’t like it,
i will leave em in the ocean like the t-tanic,
and yes i got dat yah b-tch workin on my strip,
and i’m all up in dat -ss like where is my shyt,
the boy so coldshe likes my stick,
i’m the human popsicle that all the girls lick,
so let make it clear i am only havin fun,
and if they sleepin on me well the nightmare has begun,
i will crush em 1 by 1 they fake like water guns,
and when i make it rain i leave em beggin for the sun,
them n-gg-z so soft… i call em hon-ney-bunz,
i’ll bring em war wit stars like… o-bi-wun,
wit army guns… so o-be-have,
i got em runnin scared they need atlanta braves,

- carlos santana lyrics

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