Juelz Santana (born LaRon Louis James on February 18, 1983) is an African-American and Dominican [1] rapper and producer from Harlem, Manhattan, New York City, New York, United States who first became known for his "featured" status on Cam'ron's 2002 hits, "Oh Boy", and "Hey Ma". Juelz is also known for his words "Ay!" and "Aight!"
I Can't Feel My Face
On Jan. 29 Santana revealed details about the upcoming album with Cash Money Records' star artist, Lil' Wayne.The collaboration, titled I Can't Feel My Face, is finished, according to Santana said that a recently leaked mixtape was just a taste of what he had in store with Lil Wayne "That's done, everybody who thinks that not happening, we did a mixtape, and the mixtape leaked," Santana told AllHipHop.com. "We did the tour together and we got over 40 records, so that's definitely going down." Santana said the two would select the best of the songs they recorded to produce I Can't Feel My Face, which is due in stores this year.
"It's something that's never been done before, a dude from the north and a dude from the south, especially with the south being so hot, and me being one of the hottest dudes in the north," Santana boasted. "We just gonna let the music talk. Me and Weezy just put out a single 'Black Republicans.' We Black Democrats running those Black Republicans out of office."
I Can't Feel My Face is a collaborative album by Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana planned to release sometime in 2007. The first single of the album will be called "I Can't Feel My Face". The second single will be called "Bonafide Hustla". The first radio single was leaked on the internet in June 2006, called "Get at These Niggaz". The album will feature guest appearances by Birdman, Cam'Ron, the whole Dipset crew, Curren$y, Jim Jones, Paul Wall, Young Jeezy, Cassidy, Ying Yang Twins, Jermaine Dupri and Chamillionaire. Many are under the misconception that all the songs have been leaked. Many have confused Blow: The I Can't Feel My Face Prequel with the actual album that will be released some time in 2007. The leaked version contains 13 tracks including "Keep on Talking," a track expected to be released on Tha Carter III.
Hood Shit
Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne Lyrics
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Shorty head in my lap
In the back of the Bentley
Getting head in the back
And she ain't got a head from a nap
So pushin on her head from the back
Give me that
Up and down, down and up, give me that
She give me head to the snaps
She make me like the song, she wrong
She bout action, bout work
She suck dick like a vacume suck durt
I'm a quick picker upper
Cause she quick to pick me out
Quicker than a nigga tell her
Pick the nut up
Now let me tell you bout this 6 shot Roogger
That I keep for you busters if you twitch
I shoot shit i'll buck ya, I'll bang ya
Move ya like a dead car battery
Trust me, boost ya, no car cables
I'll hang ya, like a coat in the closet
No coat on the hanger
Just hanging in the closet, boy
I could just leave you where
You stand, or I could just
Shoot you in the end
Meet you where you land
I came to rep my hood, I gotta ride clean
I gotta smoke good
I'm ballin on big, fancy cars like Suge
I ain't gotta explain
What's already understood
Baby, I'm a G, I'm just tryna get more
I'm hot as 3 80, keep it warm like wool
Niggas talkin shit, I wish a nigga would
Boy, smellin like shit, from a bull, boy
I gotta lot, but I could never get enough
Man, the 26 inches got the Lolo sittin up
Mack could fix it, so you need to hit him up
Rocky Marsiano, I beat the pussy up
You not a Saprano, pussy nigga, get fucked
Hit a nigga from a hundred yards away
You really ain't prepared, dog, chopper
Split your ass in half, not even share ya
That's the game, stop lookin for a fair call
Pussy cat niggas
Watch you cough up a hairball
Lookin at niggas, like why you scared, dog
Chopper rip you apart, doesn't cut hair, dog
These niggas Aerosol, soft shell Taco
Move in the Farari like a wild
Horse, or in my case, a mob boss
Feel my swagger, nigga
I'm walkin round with a chopper and a dagger
You play with me, faster
Pop pop, don't play with me, Casper
Duct tape, don't play with the rapper
I send it to m whole, they goin cut it faster
Bitch, make me bitch
If not, make me cum, then make me twist
Bitch, blowin these dice, make me bitch
Watch me grip my whole hand on the 8 or 6
The 5 or the 4 or the 10 or the 9
Hey lil rapper, it's fighting time
The lyrics to "Hood Shit" by Juelz Santana and Lil Wayne express a gritty and hardcore lifestyle associated with their respective hoods. The song begins with a vivid depiction of a sexual encounter in the back of a Bentley, as the artists brag about their sexual prowess. The lyrics then transition to Juelz Santana talking about his readiness to defend his hood with a six-shot Ruger, highlighting his willingness to use violence against those who threaten him. Lil Wayne comes in with his verse, reinforcing his gangster persona and asserting his dominance in the rap game. He talks about his material possessions, his skills on the mic, and his disregard for his enemies, using violent metaphors to emphasize his toughness and ruthlessness.
Overall, the lyrics of "Hood Shit" reflect the artists' street credibility, their willingness to engage in violence, and their unapologetic and boastful attitudes.
Line by Line Meaning
As I kick back and relax
I am taking it easy and unwinding
Shorty head in my lap
A girl is giving me oral pleasure
In the back of the Bentley
This is happening in the luxurious car
Getting head in the back
Receiving oral pleasure in the rear seats
And she ain't got a head from a nap
She hasn't just woken up from a nap
So pushin on her head from the back
I'm gently guiding her head
Give me that
Continue performing oral sex
Up and down, down and up, give me that
Performing rhythmic movements while pleasuring me
Laffy Taffy came on
The song 'Laffy Taffy' started playing
She give me head to the snaps
She synchronizes her actions with the beat of the song
She make me like the song, she wrong
Her skills in giving oral pleasure impress me
She bout action, bout work
She is highly skilled and dedicated in performing oral sex
She suck dick like a vacuum suck dirt
She sucks my penis with great intensity and efficiency
I'm a quick picker upper
I can easily recover and regain my composure
Cause she quick to pick me out
She recognizes and chooses me quickly
Quicker than a nigga tell her
Faster than anyone can tell her
Pick the nut up
To collect and dispose of the ejaculate
Now let me tell you bout this 6 shot Roogger
Allow me to introduce you to my 6-shot revolver
That I keep for you busters if you twitch
I carry it to deal with any potential trouble if you act suspiciously
I shoot shit i'll buck ya, I'll bang ya
I will shoot and harm you
Move ya like a dead car battery
I will forcibly move you, rendering you powerless
Trust me, boost ya, no car cables
Believe me, I can give you a boost without the need for car jumper cables
I'll hang ya, like a coat in the closet
I will metaphorically hang you, disposing of you
No coat on the hanger
There is no evidence or traces left behind
Just hanging in the closet, boy
You will simply vanish without a trace
I could just leave you where
I have the choice to abandon you
You stand, or I could just
You can remain where you are or face
Shoot you in the end
The consequence could be me shooting you
Meet you where you land
I will confront you wherever you end up
I came to rep my hood, I gotta ride clean
I am here to represent my neighborhood and I need to have a clean appearance
I gotta smoke good
I prefer high-quality marijuana
I'm ballin on big, fancy cars like Suge
I am driving luxurious and expensive vehicles, similar to Suge Knight
I ain't gotta explain
I don't need to justify myself
What's already understood
It is already well-known and clear
Baby, I'm a G, I'm just tryna get more
Darling, I am a gangster and I am striving for more success
I'm hot as 3 80, keep it warm like wool
I am extremely attractive, just like a hot .380 caliber gun, and I provide comfort and warmth
Niggas talkin shit, I wish a nigga would
People are speaking negatively about me, I'm eager for them to take action
Boy, smellin like shit, from a bull, boy
You are unpleasant and unimpressive, just like the smell of feces from a bull
I gotta lot, but I could never get enough
I have a lot of things, but I am constantly wanting more
Man, the 26 inches got the Lolo sittin up
The large 26-inch rims have elevated my lowrider car
Mack could fix it, so you need to hit him up
I know someone named Mack who can solve your problems, you should contact him
Rocky Marsiano, I beat the pussy up
I engage in vigorous sexual intercourse, similar to a boxer named Rocky Marciano winning fights
You not a Saprano, pussy nigga, get fucked
You are not a respected Mafia member, you insignificant person, go have sex
Hit a nigga from a hundred yards away
I can shoot and harm someone from a long distance
You really ain't prepared, dog, chopper
You are not ready for what's about to happen, my firearm
Split your ass in half, not even share ya
I will cause significant damage to your body, to the point where it can't be
That's the game, stop lookin for a fair call
That's just how things work in this street life, stop expecting fairness
Pussy cat niggas
Cowardly individuals
Watch you cough up a hairball
I will make you struggle and suffer
Lookin at niggas, like why you scared, dog
Observing individuals with confusion as to why they are afraid
Chopper rip you apart, doesn't cut hair, dog
My firearm will tear you apart, it won't simply give you a haircut
These niggas Aerosol, soft shell Taco
These individuals are weak and fragile, like a soft-shelled taco
Move in the Farari like a wild horse
I drive my Ferrari recklessly and aggressively
Or in my case, a mob boss
In my situation, it's like being a powerful leader of a criminal organization
Feel my swagger, nigga
Experience my confidence and style
I'm walkin round with a chopper and a dagger
I am armed with a firearm and a small stabbing weapon
You play with me, faster
If you provoke or challenge me
Pop pop, don't play with me, Casper
Gunshots will be fired, don't try to fool around with me like hiding
Duct tape, don't play with the rapper
I can cause harm if you mess with the rapper (referring to himself)
I send it to my whole, they goin cut it faster
I pass on the information to my associates, they will take care of it quickly
Bitch, make me bitch
Female, excite me and bring out intense emotions in me
If not, make me cum, then make me twist
If not, please sexually satisfy me, then make me feel agitated or anxious
Bitch, blowin these dice, make me bitch
Female, manipulate the outcome of these dice rolls, excite me
Watch me grip my whole hand on the 8 or 6
Observe how tightly I hold the dice with the numbers 8 or 6 on them
The 5 or the 4 or the 10 or the 9
Also, the dice with the numbers 5, 4, 10, or 9
Hey lil rapper, it's fighting time
Hey, young rapper, it's time for us to engage in physical combat
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Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
As I kick back and relax, shorty head in my lap
In the back of the Bentley, getting head in the back
And she ain't got a head from a nap, so pushin on her head from the back, give me that
Up and down, down and up, give me that
Laffy Taffy came on, she give me head to the snaps
She make me like the song, she wrong
She bout action, bout work
She suck dick like a vacume suck durt
I'm a quick picker upper, cause she quick to pick me out
Quicker than a nigga tell her, pick the nut up
Now let me tell you bout this 6 shot Roogger
That I keep for you busters if you twitch, I shoot shit
I'll buck ya, I'll bang ya, move ya like a dead car battery
Trust me, boost ya, no car cables
I'll hang ya, like a coat in the closet, no coat on the hanger
Just hanging in the closet, boy, I could just leave you where you stand, or I could just shoot you in the end, meet you where you land
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I came to rep my hood, I gotta ride clean
I gotta smoke good
I'm ballin on big, fancy cars like Suge
I ain't gotta explain what's already understood
Baby, I'm a G, I'm just tryna get more
I'm hot as 3 80, keep it warm like wool
Niggas talkin shit, I wish a nigga would
Boy, smellin like shit, from a bull, boy
I gotta lot, but I could never get enough
Man, the 26 inches got the Lolo sittin up
Mack could fix it, so you need to hit him up
Rocky Marsiano, I beat the pussy up
You not a Saprano, pussy nigga, get fucked
Hit a nigga from a hundred yards away
You really ain't prepared, dog, chopper split your ass in half, not even share ya
That's the game, stop lookin for a fair call
Pussy cat niggas, watch you cough up a hairball
Lookin at niggas, like why you scared, dog
Chopper rip you apart, doesn't cut hair, dog
These niggas Aerosol, soft shell Taco
Move in the Farari like a wild horse, or in my case, a mob boss
Feel my swagger, nigga
I'm walkin round with a chopper and a dagger
You play with me, faster
Pop pop, don't play with me, Casper
Duct tape, don't play with the rapper
I send it to m whole, they goin cut it faster
Bitch, make me bitch
If not, make me cum, then make me twist
Bitch, blowin these dice, make me bitch
Watch me grip my whole hand on the 8 or 6
The 5 or the 4 or the 10 or the 9
Hey lil rapper, it's fighting time
@newbornrodeo
That long ass pause between Juelz and Wayne is almost as classic as the verses
@Elsacee
They don’t make music like this anymore 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
@JoshuaCruz-ho2jd
You can hear the barz 🤣😂 these dudes had stuff to say #whathappenedtorap
@adamblake2614
Still one of the hardest songs in 2023
@theringoreport9430
JUELZ WAS KILLING LIL WAYNE MOST OF THIS FIRE 🔥 COLLABORATION ESPECIALLY ON THIS SONG RIGHT HERE...!!!! FACTS FAM👌🏿
@griffgarris0n
This song goes harder than anything out right now? Am I the only one who thinks this?
@qhawesithole8129
Even Right now besides that Wayne Mama Mia
@23IBD
This is probably Lil Wayne’s best verse in my opinion.
@blazekabera1865
WAYNE FUCKEN MURDERED THIS SHIT
@masonlochlan8389
I guess Im asking the wrong place but does any of you know of a way to log back into an Instagram account..?
I was dumb lost my password. I would appreciate any help you can offer me.