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Juelz Santana - My Love (Remix)



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[Intro: Juelz Santana]
  For lovin me girl
  Just wanna thank you
  Look at what you can do man
  Free I like this shit right here man
  Girl c'mon
  Let's do it like this
  Santana's so focused on you
  Come holla at a boy that's focused on you
  
  [Juelz Santana]
  Shorty I ain't tryin to give you the run around
  I'm just tryin to come get you a run around
  Skip through a couple towns
  Maybe skip through a couple rounds
  If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down
  I'm sorta a long distance brother
  Long checks,long chips, long dick and rubber
  Come roll with a pimp or gangsta
  Hustler by nature
  Trust that I'll take ya
  I'll show you the rules and perimeters
  Show you how to move with the ooze how to handle it
  Show you how to cut loose soon as we scramble it
  On the block as soon as the moon it be scramblin'
  And you can be my down ass bitch
  Yeah baby that's for sure
  I'm a show you how package raw
  How to snap it on
  How to take trips with the package on
  How to go and come back with the package gone
  Just stacks of cash beyond
  
  [Chorus: Juelz + Jones]
  And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls
  Cuz Santana and jones is runnin up the girls (Yeah)
  No game just fuck your girls
  But who am I to corrupt the world? (Yeah)
  
  Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
  Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
  Every club, every party, we fly
  Bagging bitches every party and high
  
  [Jim Jones]
  Please believe Jimmy Jizzie's the truth
  Every where I go to brezies I'm true
  Man they tell me that I over does it
  You need to slow up you over thugging (So What)
  But the hoes slugging in the open public
  I smoke like fuck it, I just roll up puffing
  Now they roll up fucking
  Take two totes and love it
  Yeah yeah plus my bitches swear
  I'm like Richard Gere, put them in my coup moving fast switching gears
  Get it crystal clear
  Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear
  She was feeling my gangsta (gangsta) summer time And1 jeans my tank top
  I'm on the scene with the dice like banks stock get money man (yeah uh)
  Baby girl I'm a player with pass ball
  Moving fast hundred grand on the black fall
  Please love get your feet up off my dads velour
  This is cash droor we gonna clash course
  
  [Chorus: Juelz + Jones]
  And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls
  Cuz Santana and Jones is runnin up the girls (Yeah)
  No game just fuck your girls
  But who am I to corrupt the world? (Yeah)
  
  Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
  Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
  Every club, every party, we fly
  Baggin bitches every party and high




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