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Si jo quiero Taco Bell
In the box where there's a smell
Yes, mama insists on dying
Frito, vanito
And my papi, he's frying
Estúpido, la mosquito
Con chichis y culo
I need my lawnmower
And my tortillas
We gotta go, go, go
Running and swimming
We gotta go, go, go
The cartel, he's skinning my clue
Cuando llegué a esta tierra
Solo tenía en la mano un denario
Para comprarme un taco
Pero en el camino comí una comida tan deliciosa
Y engordé y engordé
Supongo que ya no estoy flaco
Verás, mis nalgas son anchas y se mueven
Hacen ruidos de palmadas en el medio
Así que por favor déjame cortarte la cabeza
Lenteme a ti y hacerle el amor apasionadamente
Una y otra vez
Déjame enterrarme profundamente en tu cráneo
Vamos, vamos
Soy mi hijo
Quiero taco bello
In the box where there's a smell
Yes, mama insists on dying
Frito, vanito
And my papi, he's frying
Estúpido, la mosquito
Con chichis y culo
I need my lawnmower
And my tortillas
We gotta go, go, go
Running and swimming
We gotta go, go, go
The cartel, he's getting my clue
I need clue
When I came to this land I only held in my hand
One dinero to buy me a taco
But on the way there I ate such amazing food
And I grew and I grew
I guess I am no longer flaco
You see both my butt cheeks they are wide and they jiggle
They make smacking sounds in the middle
So please let me slowly cut off your head
And make sweet passionate love
Do it over and over
Let me just bury myself deep
Deep in your skull
Let's go, let's go
Si, yo quiero taco bello
In the box where there's a smell
Yes, mama insists on dying
Frito, vanito
And my papi, he's frying
Estúpido, la mosquito
Con chiches y culo
I need my lamor
And my tortillas
We gotta go, go, go
Running and swimming
We gotta go, go, go
The cartel, he's getting my clue
I need clue
When I ran from the river
I was stopped by the B order
He was like to kill Taco Bell
And I gave him my order
I'm sad
Because I'll never make the money to see dad
And I'll always be mowing
The grass always growing
I'll never be able to pay for my daughter
The cure for cancer
I know that's the answer
Si, si, it's all for me
Si, yo quiero taco bello
All eyes is in ice and they're coming for me
Me burritos y tortillas got taken away
I should have listened, I should have known
Now eyes will never leave me alone
Tu es chiquis con putas, yasos and shit
I'm stupid and dumb and I smell like a pig
Matio he tells me to suck on his dick
And if you drink the water you will get real sick
Oh eyes is in ice and they're coming for me
Me burritos y tortillas got taken away
I should have listened, I should have known
Now eyes will never leave me alone
I'm sorry my dog he is barking
My music is louder than hell
I smoke and I drink and it leaves stink
You'll be able to find me because of the smell
Yo quiero Taco Bell like I'm going to hell
So leave me alone don't call ICE on me please
Oh eyes is in ice and they're coming for me
Me burritos y tortillas got taken away
I should have listened, I should have known
Now eyes will never leave me alone
Putas con ices and I should join ISIS
My poop smells of candy, it's handy and dandy
So listen to me and I'll shit for a night and a day
Stupid ass piece of shit get the fucking hell out my way
Oh ICE is in ice and they're coming for me
Oh ICE is in ice and they're coming for me
Me burritos y tortillas got taken away
I should have listened, I should have known
Now eyes will never leave me alone
Shit, shit, shit, damn
Shit, shit, shit, damn
Run while you can and let's destroy Iran
Oh bye bye
Oh ICE is in ice
The wheels on this rust bucket grind and screech, grind and screech, grind and screech
The wheels on this rust bucket grind and screech, and we're going nowhere fast
The losers on the bus smell like old cheese, like old cheese, like old cheese
The losers on the bus smell like old cheese, and cough right in your face
The wipers on the bus smell like old cheese, and cough right in your face
The wipers on the bus smell like old cheese, and cough right in your face
Just smear the slime, smear the slime, smear the slime
The wipers on the bus just smear the slime
So the driver can't see squat
The brat on the bus flips everyone off
Flips them off, flips them off
The brat on the bus flips everyone off
While his parents play on phones
The horn on the bus blasts in your ear
In your ear, in your ear
The horn on the bus blasts in your ear
Cause the driver can't see squat
The driver has road rage
The doors on the bus slam on your shin
On your shin, on your shin
The doors on the bus slam on your shin
And trap your coat inside
The spawn on the bus screams die, die, die
Die, die, die
Die, die, die
The spawn on the bus screams die, die, die
Like a siren from the depths
The hag on the bus yells shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
The hag on the bus yells shut your mouth
And takes a swig of gin
The hag on the bus makes the hoot
You heard that?
So hungry brats
How many especie of brats are real?
10 000
10 000
10 000
10 000
10 000
10 000
10 000
ah at least it speaks to me on here instead of avoiding me after promising to come back on my birthday like a fuck head but it comes with the breed I suppose
I got ridin' garbage, I got worms
Got a whole landfill full of germs
Movie pairs and fungus, maggots too
You hate it, baby, I got the goo
They're so gross, they're so vile just for you
I got trash in the dump
Slimey and disgusting, gonna make you warm
Stay away now, smell the failures
Ignore the saviors, we're wallows
Throw in the waste
Trash in the dump, can you spell the rots?
Let's have a nightmare and hope we don't get caught
Hey, don't you
Visit, get out of here
Or else you will eat some dirt with me
Trash is really deadly, it's what you fear
And you can't deny, the end is near
They're so gross, they're so vile just for you
I got mold in the shack
Falsy and repulsive like a heart attack
Don't come over, taste the danger
You're just a stranger with terrible taste
Oh, mold in the shack, can you feel the grime?
I suffer greatly until the end of time
I've been pushed from the cage
To the abyss
And I've been in deep sleep
Seek their help
They're so gross, they're so vile just for you
I got sludge in the pitch, in the pitch
Sticky and whoristic like a giant cetacean
I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
Come for cover, be the flavors, don't be no favors, just leave in haste.
Sludge in the pits, is your stomach tight?
Let's move it endlessly all day and all night.
They're so gross, they're so vile, just for you.
They're so loser, wasn't a dunk, together with track.
Ruling by DJ's, soggy bread.
Yeah.
From the garbage bin.