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Lyrics for Sana Sana by Suga Free
Sana SanaYou said I could talk to you.. Listen to me!Now God, I know I am standing on something that could fall right now!Thank you for letting me see anotherDay, and keeping that sweat up off my eyebrowI know I'm surrounded by demonsBut they heart againThey ain't that badThey ain't evilThey my friendsThen again — I scat more punches than twin towers' got sack lunchesCuz common sense is a motherfucker, i'm workin with some fat bunchesIt don't take no Goddamn rocket scientist to see this planet is coldTwin towers came tumblin down, so did Anna NicoleLife is just a track cuz daddy put her on itOne big rolled up hundred dollar bill with a booger on itNow, feet don't fail me now!They sucking on a soldier's brain, heavily sedated with NovocaneFUCK THAT!Pimpin — to hell with that, oVersees getting shot the fuck up, then they mail ya backA 'Dear John' for yo ass via air mail cardBoard box, body bag then they give yo family a flagYou draft me!? Oh You TRIPPIN!I gotta be honest with you sergeant,You give me that gun and I'll probably shoot YOU with it!I ain't ya boy and I don't vote, I never got that jokeForgive me if I don't laugh I got some kids to support FOOLPlease believe me(Motherfucker! DRAFT THESE NUTS!)Pimpin and hoeingPimpingSo creepyPimpin(Snoopy, I had ta get ya)Just PimpinI heard my grandma say, 'we living in the last days fools!'I said 'now grandma,Why you wanna fuck up my last days with the news?' (laughter)Sana Sana culito de rana(???)Yo vivo aquí en pomona(Really pimpin spanish that I can't translate)Please believe me(Somebody help me, yo)Pimpin and hoeingPimping(What a great day for an exocism)So creepy(Laughing)Pimpin(Sometimes!)Just PimpinPlease believe mePimpin and hoeingPimpingSo creepyPimpinJust Pimpin
Bang bang chitty chittyI know you talkin that shit but you can't get with meI put the pimpin down before the pimpin pimped me up
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With a ho & a hey & a ho sho nuffGo get my money baby, go get itWhatchu mean you got a headache ho? You bullshittinDon't wanna catch a case & go straight to San QuentinAnd make another record on the yard that's hittinAnd R&R shot me a Ducet they ain't trippin, themLong yard visits, 85 percenters1: 15 I'm parolled in a minuteI got my tape now bitch & I COULD NOT WAITTo hit the Greyhound bus 200 at the gateAnd come to find out my lady turned into a ratSo I turned into a cat & broke her mothafuckin backI say when where will why howWhy who would do what it do?So tell your boy-friend that-bull-shitBitch, & don't get mad cause you ain't get no dickDon't get mad cause you ain't get no dick!I seen yo pickcha, YA!But I, I keep it witchoBut I'm tryina play it off to avoid a fightI left my house my car my kids my wifeAnd all my homies in Pomona for a fuckin 3rd strikeBing bang boom, little niggaWippahsnappa, westside cadillacaNow kick her in the ass if this bitch is brokeAnd I'll stab her in the throat with a Dayton spokeI'm Suga Free, bitch, I don't careNow get my money I ain't playin don't make me come around there!Women marry twice, once for money once for loveI'll take a shovel from a golddigger & fuck her upI can't stand y'all broke broke, lonely ass, big mouthPussies stinkin, evil ass, liar liar no houseHustle havin, backstabbin, snitchin ass two faceBloody Mary Bloody Mary dirty tampon caseNow knock her down & pick her upJust fuck her up & pick her upJust beat her up & pick her upNow kill the bich & let God pick her upShe don't run shit, ill slap the taste & the DNAUp out cha mouth why you playin dumb bitch?Umm, P.I.- humpback mTo the crooked letter crooked letter I ain't himTell your boyfriend to give you some money, bitchTell your boyfriend to pay for your abortion bitchTell your boyfriend to give you some dick, bitchAnd tell your boyfriend if I was him I'd beat yo assBitch, Now take a break, & do it againThen take a break, & do it againThen take a break, & do it againTill ya dead!You hooker hooker hooker, huh, er checka!No conscience, I'll sweat ya till I get yaBut don't you get to thinkin that I need you bitchI got to have you bitch cause I'll drag you bitchI know your momma told your ass certain niggas don't playShe'd get her check but the bitch be broke the very next daySuga Free you got some money? ask my dickYo momma say she want a autograph? ask my dickYou could lick the, sweat from my ballsHaha! https://tykxtxh.weebly.com/spotify-free-sound-quality.html. sweat from my balls!Now tell her that she stink tell her that she stinkWhat? just tell her that she stink tell her that she stinkCause bitch you attract flies you attract flies[?] & lay eggs in her eyesBitch'll kill herself to make another bitch get madI need to tie you up with something so I can beat your assFuck the po-lice bitch, they don't know me hoeI been to Avanal, [?] & Tehachapi hoeI gotta son named LP, a daughter named SylmoreA cousin named gordon & that's what I'm forreal forCasino with the track, I don't look backI had a dream I went to court & shot D.A. in his backWe the people we the people to protect & serveI'll fuck a Public's Defender up & bank my Danas on the curb
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