Zell Marley - Santana Lyrics

Bandana tied around my dreads, Zelly Santana
If the bitch bad, I can't give her shit, like I'm Santa
Do my shit, then I dip, yeah, I split like a banana
Hit the lick and celebrate, I do my dance like MC Hammer
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
I'm the king of the jungle like the lions in Savanah
They be tryna steal my moves, got the keys like a piano
I can roll a blunt better than them bitches in Havana
I'm the shit, don't forget to flush, nigga, mind your manners
Too legit, I been kicking shit, since I was in pampers
Good boy, I used to pray to god, but he never answered
Everybody got a lot to say, but I never asked them
They too busy watching me, that's why I'm blowing right past 'em
Took my loss, I'm still straight
I'm on the go, I can't wait
I almost ate the damn plate
She for the streets, we can't date
You niggas way too damn fake
They like women, throwing shade
If you want smoke, communicate
That pussy shit don't correlate
Got million dollars worth of game
All these niggas think the same
I lost a lot, I ain't the same
I can't complain 'cause now I'm grown
I do better on my own
Born alone and die alone
Soulja rag around my dome
Bandana tied around my dreads, Zelly Santana
If the bitch bad, I can't give her shit, like I'm Santa
Do my shit, then I dip, yeah, I split like a banana
Hit the lick and celebrate, I do my dance like MC Hammer
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah

Bandana tied around my dreads, Zelly Santana
If the bitch bad, I can't give her shit, like I'm Santa
Do my shit, then I dip, yeah, I split like a banana
Hit the lick and celebrate, I do my dance like MC Hammer
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
I'm the king of the jungle like the lions in Savanah
They be tryna steal my moves, got the keys like a piano
I can roll a blunt better than them bitches in Havana
I'm the shit, don't forget to flush, nigga, mind your manners
Too legit, I been kicking shit, since I was in pampers
Good boy, I used to pray to god, but he never answered
Everybody got a lot to say, but I never asked them
They too busy watching me, that's why I'm blowing right past 'em
Took my loss, I'm still straight
I'm on the go, I can't wait
I almost ate the damn plate
She for the streets, we can't date
You niggas way too damn fake
They like women, throwing shade
If you want smoke, communicate
That pussy shit don't correlate
Got million dollars worth of game
All these niggas think the same
I lost a lot, I ain't the same
I can't complain 'cause now I'm grown
I do better on my own
Born alone and die alone
Soulja rag around my dome
Bandana tied around my dreads, Zelly Santana
If the bitch bad, I can't give her shit, like I'm Santa
Do my shit, then I dip, yeah, I split like a banana
Hit the lick and celebrate, I do my dance like MC Hammer
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah
That nigga big mad, yeah
That nigga big sad, yeah