| We serving Tacos
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| Like we from Mexico
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| You know we got them tacos
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| Taco, taco, taco
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| I don’t want the lettuce
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| I eat tomatoes
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| Can’t forget the cheese
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| Can’t forget the sour cream
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| Aye, I hopped out the new Phantom Ghost
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| It’s the same color as a taco (true that)
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| See me and you got the valingos (believe that)
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| See me and you got the valingos, aye
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| Let me hit 'em all amigo
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| Rapping them bricks like burritos (aye)
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| We banging them all tortillos (believe that)
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| Then I’m shipping 'em straight off the rego
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| Tacos fat so the shit 'gon sale (shit 'gon sale)
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| Yo shit ain’t even gonna touch the shelf
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| How you 'gon sell something and yo shit stale (bogus)
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| Trap about fifteen bricks right off my steps
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| Talking 'bout Johnny May Cash name name ring bells
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| Shorty ass too fat swear she 'gon break them shelves
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| You better not bring no fat bitch at my steps
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| Tryna eat all my food thinking that shit well
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| I want my tacos!
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| Haha, fuck it
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| I just left the kitchen
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| And Chop wanted me to whip up a taco
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| I’m getting my cheese nigga, throw it on some nachos
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| I wanna leave the game
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| The plug won’t let me
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| What you make in a year, spent that on Jesappi
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| Just searching through the bricks
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| Tryna find some good ones
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| You talking trap shit, tell me can you cook one?
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| Sticks at the door, get ya mind out that fuck shit
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| My mind on that money, I’m something bitches wanna fuck with
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| Favorite place to be is the kitchen
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| I gotta straight drop it, when I whip it
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| Only thing in that bowl, is fish scales
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| Jays in the line, I’m serving 'em
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| Taco Bell! |