Juelz Santana Follow

[Juelz & (ad libs by nephew Jha)]

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I’m back (Juelllllz, Santana)

I’m back (Juelllllz, Santana)

(Ya got a problem, his name is Santana)

(Santana)I’m baaaack, uh-oooooh

(Don't wanna play around, we’ll squeeze them hammaz)

(Santana, Santana, S-antana, S-antana, S-antana, S-antana)

[Juelz & (ad libs by nephew Jha)<some by Cam'ron>]

Okay, I’m reloaded, okay the heats loaded,(juuuuelz....) okay now we rolling okay <k!>,(santana!)

My .44 peace talking, sound o-so-sweet talking

Do more-more street talking, than Stone Cold Steve Austin

And I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well

Hell, you looking at a preview of “The Matrix 12?

El rock them, I’m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz…)

Shake ya bells, what’s my name.... (Santana)

You got that damn right, I’m not that queer type

Nasty behind the wheel, but my mind ain’t steered right

Fuck driving reckless, my mind is reckless

Plus I stay with two time crime offenders

I can’t give it up <nope>

Like an old man who can’t get it up, I’m not a man ‘til it’s up

So now I’m rapping bad, I’m back, I’m badder (Juelllllz…,(Juelllllz…)

Shit, ya’ll probably think I’m taking rap viagra (Santana)

Got as many songs as Pac had on lock stash

I could pop songs just like I pop tags

I do not brag, just watch fag

I’m here to get the keys to the lock back <yes!>

Open the door, close it and relock that <that!>

Don’t touch, stop that, it’s locked black <ha!>

And guess what, I’m back (Juelllllz…)

I’m baaaack (Santana)

[Chorus: Juelz & (ad libs by nephew Jha)]

(Ya’ll got a problem, his name is Santana, Santana)

I’m baaaaack, (Juellllz)uh-oooooh (Santana)

(No one to play around, we’ll squeeze them hammaz) whoo

(Santana,im baaaackk Santana, Santana, S-antana, S-antana, S-antana) uh-oooooh

[Juelz & (ad libs byt nephew Jha)<some by cam'ron>]

Say hello to my little friend, hello ‘fore I pull again (Juelllllz…)

And show you my bullets friend, hello my name please..... (Santana)

Straight brang the llama, for cake stand behind ya

And Make plans to drop ya, I ain’t Aunt Jamima, <nope>

Bitch, I ain’t here to wine you, I ain’t here to dine you, I came here to pop ya <pop ya!>

Shit, and I came here for lobster (Juelllllz…)

The whole damn sha-bang and they ain’t bring the pasta! (Santana)

Now I got to be rude, they ain’t got me my food

I’m not gone be used, shots gone eat through <whoo>

This kid small body, and this big long shotty,,whAT?>

That'll just make shit here all sloppy!

Straight out the pot I’m ready, straight out like Rock I’m ready

Or more proper, I’m straight out like hot spaghetti!

It’s rock and roll time <time> it’s lock and load time (Juelllllz…)

Show time, adios amigo, got to go time! (Santana)

Yeah, but I be right back at ya, twice back at ya, like Christ back at ya, yeah!

You be like damn, that’s one nice ass rapper,

I kind of like that rapper, I want to be like that rapper, <no!>

No, but if you bite that rapper,

I might bite back at you, with that rifel at ya, <whoo!>

Yeah, I know that might sound bad, but it’s...

I’m baaaaack.....

[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]

(Ya’ll got a problem, his name is Santana, Santana)

I’m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh

(No one to play around, we’ll squeeze them hammaz)

I’m baaack (Santana, Santana, S-antana, S-antana, S-antana, S-antana S-antana) uh-oh

[ad libs continues ‘til fade]