[Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I?m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
I?m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
(Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana)

[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Okay, I?m reloaded, okay the heats loaded, okay now we rolling okay (yeah)
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 the preview of ?The Matrix 12?
El rock them, I?m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz?)
Shake the bells what?s my name (Santana)
You got that gear 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
Shit, ya?ll probably think I?m taking rap viagra
Got as many songs than Pac had on lock stash
I can 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
Open the door, close it and relock that
Don?t touch, stop that, it?s locked black
And guess what, I?m back (Juelllllz?)
I?m back (Santana)

[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
I?m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh

[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Say hello to my little friend, hello ?fore I pull again (Juelllllz?)
And show you my bullets friend, hello my name please (Santana)
Straight bring the llama, for cake stand behind you
Make plans to drop you, I ain?t Aunt Jamima, nope
Bitch, I ain?t here to wine you, I ain?t here to dine you, I cam here to pop you
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
This kid small body, and this big long shotty
That will 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 back right at you, twice back at you, like Christ back at you, 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 the Rifle at you, whoo!
Yeah, I know that might sound bad, but it?s
I?m back

[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
I?m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh

[ad libs continues ?til fade]

[Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I?m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
I?m back (Juelllllz, Santana)
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
(Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana)

[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Okay, I?m reloaded, okay the heats loaded, okay now we rolling okay (yeah)
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 the preview of ?The Matrix 12?
El rock them, I?m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz?)
Shake the bells what?s my name (Santana)
You got that gear 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
Shit, ya?ll probably think I?m taking rap viagra
Got as many songs than Pac had on lock stash
I can 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
Open the door, close it and relock that
Don?t touch, stop that, it?s locked black
And guess what, I?m back (Juelllllz?)
I?m back (Santana)

[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
I?m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh

[Juelz + (ad libs)]
Say hello to my little friend, hello ?fore I pull again (Juelllllz?)
And show you my bullets friend, hello my name please (Santana)
Straight bring the llama, for cake stand behind you
Make plans to drop you, I ain?t Aunt Jamima, nope
Bitch, I ain?t here to wine you, I ain?t here to dine you, I cam here to pop you
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
This kid small body, and this big long shotty
That will 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 back right at you, twice back at you, like Christ back at you, 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 the Rifle at you, whoo!
Yeah, I know that might sound bad, but it?s
I?m back

[Chorus: Juelz + (ad libs)]
(Ya?ll got a problem, his name?s Santana, Santana)
I?m back, (Juelllllz, Santana) uh-oh
(No one to play around, we?ll squeeze them hammers)
I?m back (Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana, Santana) uh-oh

[ad libs continues ?til fade]

A santa de Santana chorou sangue
Chorou sangue,
Chorou sangue, era tinta vermelha
A nossa santa padroeira chorou sangue
Chorou sangue
Chorou sangue, era Deus e beleza,
Despego meu;
Quem girou a moenda partiu,
Na pressa o rosário quebrou,
Chorou, ah, chorou,
Louveira santa, desata o apuro
Leve e tanto, sempre sido só
Tange solto, quebrado, quebrado
Claro Carmo, nossa sede, obá.
Madeira oca estende o apulso
Capela sertana, sementeiro
Lajedo molhado, pisado, pisado
Claro Carmo, nossa sede, obá, ô
Nossa sede, obá, ô
Nossa sede, obá

[high pitched laugh]
[Juelz] I'm backkkkkkkkk
[Ja'quaye - voice altered high] Juelzzz SANTANA
[Juelz] I'm backkkkkkkkk
[Ja'quaye - voice altered high] Juelzzz SANTANA

[Ja'quaye] Y'all got a problem, his name is San-ta-na (Santana)
[Santana] I'm backkkkkkkkk, uh-ohhhhh!
[Ja'quaye] You don't wanna play around, we'll squeeze them ham-mers
[Ja'quaye] Santana, Santana - Santana Santana Santana Santana

[Juelz Santana + (Ja'quaye)]
Okay, I'm reloaded, okay, the heat's loaded
Okay, now we rollin, okay (Santana)
My fo-fo peace talking, sound oh so sweet talking
Do mo, mo street talking, then Stone Cold Steve Austin
And I bang it well, slang is well, shave it well
Hell, you looking a preview of the Matrix 12
L rock them, I'm hear to shake the bells
Shake your bells, what's my name (Santana)
You got that there 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, like an old man who can't get it up
I'm not a man til this up
So I'm rappin' badder, I'm back I'm badder
Shit y'all probably thinking I'm taking rap Viagra (Santana)
Got as many songs as 'Pac had on lock stash
I can 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
Open the door, close it, and relock that
Don't touch, stop that, it's locked black
And guess what, I'm back, I'm baaaaaaaaaack (Santana)

[Chorus]
[Ja'quaye] Y'all got a problem, his name is San-ta-na (Santana)
[Santana] I'm backkkkkkkkk, uh-ohhhhh! (Santana)
[Ja'quaye] You don't wanna play around, we'll squeeze them ham-mers
[Ja'quaye] Santana, Santana - Santana Santana Santana Santana

[Juelz Santana]
Say hello to my little friend, hello before I pull again
And show you my bullets friend, hello - my name please (Santana)
Straight blam the lamma, for Cake stand behind ya
And make plans to drop ya, I ain't Aunt Jemima
Bitch, I ain't her to wine ya, I ain't her to dine ya
I came her to pop ya, shit
And I came here for lobster
The whole damn shabang and they ain't brang the pasta (santana)
Now I got to be rude, they ain't got me my food
I'm not gonna be used, shots will eat through
This kid's small body, and this big long shotty (What?)
That'll just make shit hit all sloppy
Straight out the block, I'm ready, straight out like rock I'm ready
More proper, I'm straight out like hot spagettii
It's rock n roll time, it's lock and load time
Showtime, audios amigos, gotta go time
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 kinda like that rapper, I wanna be like that rapper" (NOPE!)
No but if you bite that rapper, I might bite back at ya
With that right bell at ya, whoa, I know that might sound bad but
It's....I'm Back

[Chorus]