Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Santana Bandana, artist - Juelz Santana.
Date of issue: 03.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Santana Bandana |
You all see this? |
I’m just trying to make it, until we make it |
I’m not trying fucking to do a million dollars |
Uhh I mean, I’ll take it you know what i mean? |
Don’t get it twisted, but |
I’m not 24 hours pumping out |
Niggas would really be getting money over there boom boom |
Whatever comes, comes know i’m saying? |
Period |
Whatever comes by me comes by me |
I will deal with that and do it |
I ain’t busting my neck full fledge hustling that don’t even work out |
My nigga I’m telling you, shit don’t work out |
Man we done did, you don’t think we ain’t who we are we ain’t hustle |
We older than you my nigga we know what that shit is about |
Shit ain’t that little man you gotta make sure you pay your bills |
If you got a shot at something real, that is the shot! |
(That's right) |
Santana |
Santana Back, he got the bandana back |
Santana back, he got the bandana back |
That is a fact that is a Fendi, Santana back its a wrap its a rizzy (Ooh) |
I keep the strap yeah the strizzy, could be the mac or the dilly |
The 9 only come out to shoot, my Shy Glizzy |
Any given day might have a brick stashed in the stizzy |
Deebo back to Z-Bo'in niggas, been on my grizzly |
Leg hanging out the Phantom you heard drizzy (I feel like Juelz Santana, |
leg hanging out the Phan-) |
Bumpin' «Litty» again, word to Meek Milly |
'Till they kill me or come get me |
Still balling, what up Jimmy? |
Been rich just trying to get filthy |
All my whips foreign and the color’s milky |
Teachers used to tell the other kids not to fuck with me (Why?) |
He’s a dummy he’s bad company |
Now my teachers kids looking up to me, same teacher texting me like do you want |
some company? |
She let me fuck her brains out, now how dumb is she? |
(Ha) |
You know i hit it and quit it, on a mission to get it, this life i’m living is |
forbidden |
So I stay gripping and wit it, get caught slipping you finished |
Gotta watch these niggas 'cuz they switching like bitches |
With this piece i’m like a barber with clippers, all these carnival niggas |
Stick to the business only honorable niggas |
Yeah there is only respect violence gotta harm a few niggas |
Gotta play dumb sometimes just to be smarter than niggas |
We was set up to fail from the beginning niggas go to school just to get stuck |
paying tuition |
Drug game different niggas pieces ain’t hitting |
Let the gram tell it though, everybody winning |
These boys don’t listen, they don’t respect tradition |
Niggas start shit, get bombed on and start snitching |
Cops kill a nigga, get aquitted in a minute |
And they try to bribe vision, and make us think the murderer’s the victim |
And slaves to the system, it’s just the world we live in |
Santana Back, he got the bandana back |
Santana back, he got the bandana back |