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hottest - stax santana lyrics

[intro] jamaican guy
bout these artist have we decide to promote them
if them have good lyrics and good rhythm that i can produce
i am dealing with the music of reality like telling you what’s happen around the people in the community

[verse 1] stax santana
if i say it then i mother f*cking mean it
imma be the hottest ion talking bout no phoenix
boy you better watch out i’m bringing out the demon
and we got the mops out so don’t be out here tweakin
man i got twin thots and they ready
pass it to n*ggas suck the soul just like spagetti (like spaghetti)
foreign car hit the dash and we burning chevy’s
your girl she love the watch she love the bling she want baguetty’s d*mn
she want a hot boy to get her everything
i got hot toy that will make him go sing
you not a bad boy you a lame you a saint
she wanna rich boy to fly her outta states
man i only want a deal
that’s only touching mills
45 and you take pills
now tell me how that feels
tell your baby momma chill
she breaking back for bills
she say stax you got them sk!lls
i learn it from the drill
you got money and you a gangsta (you a gangsta)
but you can’t even pay for these pampers (for these pampers)
who is you i’m stax santana (i’m santana)
my flow is ape i go bananas (go bananas) aye
[verse 2] stax santana
yeah yeah yeah
they say stax your sh*t is too fire (you got some hot sh*t)
yeah huh yeah yeah
rari hit 120 it skirt tires (skirt skirt)
yeah yeah yeah yeah
money multiplying by nine (count that sh*t n*gga)
yeah huh yeah yeah
paparazzi flashing on my eyes
i love my light skin brown hair and she 5’8 (and she 5’8)
you can mess with me if you ain’t flawless (if you ain’t flawless)
i could turn your local girl into a boss b*tch
now i got dripping in some fendi now she balling (jordan)
ring ring that’s my other chick calling
she say stax is you gonna bring me to new orleans
yeah all this money that i’m blowing
i should get sponser by some gucci or some lauren’s
but that is that
money come around so i blew a whole rack
and know i’ll make it back
so i sit back relax
and then i write a song for a track (for a track)
the. i ship it to my n*gga matt

[verse 3] stax santana
who is
i’m from east side irvington where them n*ggas don’t lack (don’t lack)
you get shot if you talk smack (do do do do)
yeah beachside view with the b*tches
she gon throw that ass back (throw it back)
watch she do it for the snap
yeah 35 dollar i’ll sell you for a pack (for a pack)
and i bet that sh*t gas (yeah that sh*t gas)
riding round your hood in a new cadillac (cadillac)
and it’s all matte black (and it all matte black)
yeah she love the style and the drip (drip drip drip)
shawty drop for the kid (shawty drop it for the kid)
she begging for patek on his wrist (wrist wrist wrist)
baby you can’t get this (get this)
when i step in step in
n*ggas pour them self like some dressing dressing (d*mn)
yeen get no hoes stop impressing pressing (nah)
just to live this good its a blessing blessing (bless)
no stressing no stressing
when i step in step in
n*ggas pour them self like some dressing dressing (d*mn)
yeen get no hoes stop impressing pressing (nah)
just to live this good its a blessing blessing (bless)
no stressing no stressing
b*tch

- stax santana lyrics

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