*beat box begins*
Hey there daddy whats for din tonight,
don't say tuna surprise or I'll put up a fist fight,
what I really crave, it be just down tha street
some warm beefy tacos filled to the brim with meat.
5 mins later
Daddy, daddy, I dug you a grave,
I pray to the lord your soul he WON'T save,
you didn't get burritios, nachos and cheese,
So I found your loaded gun, put it your head, gave it a squeeze.
I know I will go to hell and even juvy
but this cheesy gordita crunch ES EL SO GROOOVY
So remember, if you thinking bueno or dell mar,
you might wind up dead in the trunk of a car.
respect the t bell for all its worth,
and also respect my overwhelming below the belt girth.
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