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14 Video (MV)

14 Video
by  tana



Performed By: tana
Featuring: KA$HDAMI
Length: 2:30
Written by: Santana Lewis




tana - 14 Lyrics
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[ Featuring KA$HDAMI ]

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Bitch, I'm sixteen and I got this gat
Red flag on my right, nigga, I say, "Blatt"
Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag
Lil' bro want a zip ended up gettin' bagged
Ya bitch ride the dick need a saddle lil' bitch
Niggas know not to battle with my clique
More opps equals more attachments on my stick
Ya hoe in the whip she gagging on my dick
F&n leave em' laggin' in this bitch
And he flyin' in the air Aladdin in this bitch
That lil' boy is cap he ain't shootin' shit
We searchin' for opps, nigga, like a bin
He cap rap his shit go straight to the bin
Need to follow them laws you a citizen
Bitch I'm the plug f*ck a middle man
Lil' boy gettin' played like a fiddle, man
Why all these fake ass niggas call me friend
My trigger finger is my new best friend
He tell me to shoot off adrenaline
If he speakin' on me he ain't speakin' again (on God)

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Bitch, I'm sixteen and I got this gat
Red flag on my right, nigga, I say, "Blatt"
Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag
Lil' bro want a zip ended up gettin' bagged
Ya bitch ride the dick need a saddle lil' bitch
Niggas know not to battle with my clique
More opps equals more attachments on my stick
Ya hoe in the whip she gagging on my dick
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Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Bitch, I'm sixteen and I got this gat
Red flag on my right, nigga, I say, "Blatt"
Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag
Lil' bro want a zip ended up gettin' bagged
Ya bitch ride the dick need a saddle lil' bitch
Niggas know not to battle with my clique
More opps equals more attachments on my stick
Ya hoe in the whip she gagging on my dick
F&n leave em' laggin' in this bitch
And he flyin' in the air Aladdin in this bitch
That lil' boy is cap he ain't shootin' shit
We searchin' for opps, nigga, like a bin
He cap rap his shit go straight to the bin
Need to follow them laws you a citizen
Bitch I'm the plug f*ck a middle man
Lil' boy gettin' played like a fiddle, man
Why all these fake ass niggas call me friend
My trigger finger is my new best friend
He tell me to shoot off adrenaline
If he speakin' on me he ain't speakin' again (on God)

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Walk in the building I'm smellin' like gas
I'm in that SRT goin' fast
Getting chased by the jakes so I did the dash
If they chase me on feet I'm running like The Flash
I'ma get gone in that Porsche
I did like ten-times-ten in that horse
In that i8 with the butterfly doors
I feel like Jace 'cause bae I got money of course
Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Meanwhile in L.A. I'm just smokin' on gas
She like, "Santana I hope that we last"
In school I was the weirdest one in class
I'm fourteen and I got a bag

Bitch, I'm sixteen and I got this gat
Red flag on my right, nigga, I say, "Blatt"
Lil' nigga got zipped like a Ziploc bag
Lil' bro want a zip ended up gettin' bagged
Ya bitch ride the dick need a saddle lil' bitch
Niggas know not to battle with my clique
More opps equals more attachments on my stick
Ya hoe in the whip she gagging on my dick
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Writer: Santana Lewis
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