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need to know - so santana lyrics

[intro]
no kizzy, no cap
i got water over flowing
i got too many flows
i got too many hoes
i got sauce on my clothes

[chorus]
if you know then you know that’s all you need to know
if it ain’t about the racks then its something i don’t know
yeah we laughing at you n*gga cause your broke as a joke
i just gave your b*tch a noose cause she loves to be choked
yeah you can keep the pen i’ll keep a mental note
i would rather have a hundred racks than a hundred hoes
let me make myself clear this a need to know
[verse 1]
you can ski on my ice but don’t slip doing the most
yeah she blessed a young n*gga i feel likе the pope
yeah you do what you should, yеah we do what you won’t
put her down in a rolls royce then that b*tch just went ghost
yeah the b*tch just like a glock give her c*ck back she loaded
and i love lean so much i might die from this potion
i like cheese and bread but the beef you can hold it
i’m as cool as a freezer she like so you the coldest
i like my b*tch with some melanin
boy you playin’ but your girl is my preference
i just might sn*tch off his sediments
focused on me overdose em’ off ritalin
i know these rodents be listening, and medaling (ya)
we smashing the gas but these lil boys be pedaling
for me my n*ggas catch felonies
you don’t know me so check out my resume
if he switch on the gang then we k!ll him for treason
i just nut on his hoe, i ain’t have a reason
i’m not a saint, i give em’ h*ll in a motherf*ckin’ demon
and your b*tch just like a maid, she sucked me so sloppy then cleaned it

[chorus]
if you know then you know that’s all you need to know
if it ain’t about the racks then its something i don’t know
yeah we laughing at you n*gga cause your broke as a joke
i just gave your b*tch a noose cause she loves to be choked
yeah you can keep the pen i’ll keep a mental note
i would rather have a hundred racks than a hundred hoes
let me make myself clear this a need to know
[verse 2:]
i’m off a bar, i’m off a xan
i’m not a boy, i am a man
i got some toys if that boy be playin’
dressed in all white they think i’m the klan
she blow me so well that b*tch is a fan
she finished the job now i’m gone like the wind
she blew up my phone askin’ me where i went
i answered the phone told her i’m with her friend
ride it
ride it
ride it
ride it
she gon fly it autopilot
she got cooties i might try it, still
so you so ill
water like a seal
think i need gills
you are not my son, can’t add you too my will
i got a tommy no hilfiger
it came with a drum and a hair trigger
lights camera action but no picture
pots or a foreign i still whip it
b*tch i’m a player
that’s your girl? ou i just slayed her
i sliced her my d*ck is a razor
stay away from that boy he a hater
hater
hater
hater
hater
hater
hater
[chorus]
if you know then you know that’s all you need to know
if it ain’t about the racks then its something i don’t know
yeah we laughing at you n*gga cause your broke as a joke
i just gave your b*tch a noose cause she loves to be choked
yeah you can keep the pen i’ll keep a mental note
i would rather have a hundred racks than a hundred hoes
let me make myself clear this a need to know

- so santana lyrics

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