Wale, Joe Budden - Tito Santana lyrics
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wale, Joe Budden - Tito Santana lyrics]
Uhh dub, A, L, E appreciate it Joe, yeah
Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable
Tito Santana matador ain't equipped
To stop the bull prada product pulled over a
Nigga’s nappy skull
Around here I am the goat like the Capricorn
New grove
Still bitches don't know this a flaw
Cause my hoes in the X
Like they model for cars
Here to change the whole game do the audible
Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull
I'm Bald Bull to my Little Mac competition
You gon' need a couple stars
To get your first victor
Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer
Fist please, r, skirt lifter
Young Dirk Diggler
Wahlberg +Shooter+, young flow fluid
And my brains travel like Yung Berg jewels
Transformer, no opponent is formidable
Pockets morbidly obese
I'll be tourin for loot
I'm Wale, the new nigga on the block
See my team has hella cars
I got a couple knots
See, how the beat gets ate off
Acquire my scratch and I ain't have
To use an 8 ball hip-Hop's whole face is off
And I rock with the band, this a cake-walk
Yeah and I don't want
I don't wanna be condescending on
That but like cake-walk
Like, I meant like cake from the
Second season of "Da Band"
Like cake-walk like it's, fuck it
(TALK TO 'EM)
Yo, I'll be whatever you wan' call me
Weird or faulty
But lyricists can't ignore me (nah)
Keep a shooter wherever the force be (why?)
Case they gotta make a band
Member strip naked like Aubrey
So, they hate and they say
But the AK's a cross from the tommy
Like Shenene and they'll try ya
Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior
I started off the top of the dome
Call him Sylar
Now you now son become C dalvin
Dollar Dungarees
Kicks fly closet like Chun Lee (but dawg)
Pump me with Sigel to pump B
You just servin yourself
Go pull up to pump three
Flow's all flames, not a race but keep up
Cause, I'll +Bolt+ on Usain
I'm too ahead of the game
So take your seat on the bench
You met Wale and 9th Wonder
Now meet the tenth joey
Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable
Tito Santana matador ain't equipped
To stop the bull prada product pulled over a
Nigga’s nappy skull
Around here I am the goat like the Capricorn
New grove
Still bitches don't know this a flaw
Cause my hoes in the X
Like they model for cars
Here to change the whole game do the audible
Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull
I'm Bald Bull to my Little Mac competition
You gon' need a couple stars
To get your first victor
Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer
Fist please, r, skirt lifter
Young Dirk Diggler
Wahlberg +Shooter+, young flow fluid
And my brains travel like Yung Berg jewels
Transformer, no opponent is formidable
Pockets morbidly obese
I'll be tourin for loot
I'm Wale, the new nigga on the block
See my team has hella cars
I got a couple knots
See, how the beat gets ate off
Acquire my scratch and I ain't have
To use an 8 ball hip-Hop's whole face is off
And I rock with the band, this a cake-walk
Yeah and I don't want
I don't wanna be condescending on
That but like cake-walk
Like, I meant like cake from the
Second season of "Da Band"
Like cake-walk like it's, fuck it
(TALK TO 'EM)
Yo, I'll be whatever you wan' call me
Weird or faulty
But lyricists can't ignore me (nah)
Keep a shooter wherever the force be (why?)
Case they gotta make a band
Member strip naked like Aubrey
So, they hate and they say
But the AK's a cross from the tommy
Like Shenene and they'll try ya
Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior
I started off the top of the dome
Call him Sylar
Now you now son become C dalvin
Dollar Dungarees
Kicks fly closet like Chun Lee (but dawg)
Pump me with Sigel to pump B
You just servin yourself
Go pull up to pump three
Flow's all flames, not a race but keep up
Cause, I'll +Bolt+ on Usain
I'm too ahead of the game
So take your seat on the bench
You met Wale and 9th Wonder
Now meet the tenth joey