Tacos Songtext
von Beach Bums

This shit make you wanna fly
This shit make you wanna fly
This shit make you wanna fly
With your girlfriend by my side
So baby are you gonna ride?

Run on the fast track
On the move cos I′m tryna get by
Merging lanes while I'm tryna get high
Smoke a blunt on the 10 do the damn sky
And you kno it look like night time
But the day just started my guy
And my brain, it saw a night sky
But my brain was still tryna grind


And I took a few hits and I passed again
And I took some more hits and I passed again
And we bought some more blunts and we rolled again
And we parted our ways til we hung again

Bbygirl actn so boofy
Always thinkn dat dis shit a movie
You can do anything dat u want to
So y u wana kill dat fonk
I jus want all yo love
All dis fightn isn′t really fun
Wayment da spirit posse u savage so lavish, my origin is Latin don't panic
Da light shine like a crystal ball start dancing
You don't gotta worry baby anxious
My crew in da room so obnoxious
I′m knockn da fakes ion need u in my way jealousy is so dam ugly
All yo ass want is a Grammy I been doing dis fo da honor n da glory
Legendary, Dey can′t fuck wit me, posted always pimpin prolly on another planet goddamit
Why dey hating? Deez mothafuckas can't stand it but I ain′t really trippn
I'm jus tryna get to da money, excuse me