No Habla

No votes, on the last cypher Now it's time for these words cut deep or maybe slaughter I'm the father to these fetuses the G to my geniuses She fucks you closed eyed, cause she wishing it's my penis But I won't touch her, unless she latin Brazilian or Mexican, or any sort Hispanic Cause I'm all about the chicas man they fire tappitio, hope you habla mi papito I'm so queso, I'm so cheeto While Im munchin on Doritos Me and all my fuckin chicos Man She diggin Kauzum mucho, and she says that you're poquito Dammit Im on fuego, I stay bad, I'm really fuckin malo While you cranking whips I'm cranking that caballo dorado I don't see it, I'm not with it, but this cultures awesome Build a wall to kick a wall to kick them out What the hells the problem So quit bitching bout these jobs, quit enforcing all these bans Cause I'll pissed as a bitch if they ban elotes man