Carlos Santana - Gimmie Dat Freestyle lyrics

Welcome to my diary here's another letter, I keep that white girl just call me Hew Hefner, I'm Heavy wit da birds so you should cop a feather, and my Money run's long like sleeves on a sweater, damn I make it flood I am just bad weather, or something like s**, i just keep gettin better, and better... and better... and if life is like a clit, den i'm goin at it hard like a man up in his b**h, and I'm f**in it too rough do you think I need to quit, but my flow is so Viagra and hip hop is my dick, so f** all the men and woman who don't like it, i will leave em in the ocean like the titanic, and yes I got dat yah b**h workin on my strip, and I'm all up in dat a** like where is my shyt, The boy so coldshe likes my stick, I'm the human popsicle that all the girls lick, So let make it clear I am only havin fun, And If they sleepin on me well the nightmare has begun, I will crush em 1 by 1 they fake like water guns, And when I make it rain I leave em beggin for the sun, Them n***az so soft... I call em hon-ney-bunz, I'll bring em war wit stars like... O-bi-Wun, Wit Army Guns... so O-Be-Have, I got em runnin scared they need Atlanta Braves,