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letra de duck yo taco - yung az

[intro: yungaz]
yeah, yeah, duck yo’ f-ckin’ taco
yeah, duck yo’ f-ckin’ taco
yeah (bb had to do it to ’em)

[chorus: yungaz]
duck yo’ f-ckin’ taco (taco)
i thought you n-ggas knew, i don’t play about my f-ckin’ nacho (f-ckin’ nacho)
these n-ggas think they ready for war, these n-ggas really not though (not though)
i’m so f-ckin’ macho (macho)
my own n-ggas turnin’ oppo (turnin’ oppo) ’cause i’m so f-ckin’ hotso (hot, hot)
my b-tch bad as f-ck, you broke-ass n-ggas be cuffin’ thot hoes (cuffin’ thot hoes)
playin’ with me, you n-ggas got a better chance at hittin’ the f-ckin’ lotto (f-ckin’ lotto)
all i do is get guapo (guaop), my life like el chapo (like el chapo)
they sayin’ it was me that shot bro (it what?), but i was on the f-ckin’ yacht though (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: yungaz]
stayin’ out the way and gettin’ this money, that’s the f-ckin’ motto (f-ckin’ motto, yeah)
early mornin’ workin’, you know i can’t punch no clock though (punch no clock though)
ridin’ dirty, high-speedin’ the cops (skrrt), livin’ my life like grand theft auto (yeah, skrrt)
me and three b-tches sippin’ on reposado (on reposado)
i could f-ck ’em all by the end of this bottle (by the end of this bottle)
yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, i’ll make a bit’ drive the boat (yeah)
yeah, chain, wrist, water (water), this sh-t too heavy, this sh-t won’t flow (yeah)
trump for 2024, i encourage everybody, go vote (go vote)
this b-tch so bad, but i tell her no (no) ’cause she wouldn’t put my d-ck in her throat (yeah, yeah)
these n-ggas b-tch made, f-ck b-tches, get paid, same sh-t since sixth grade
i’m a f-ckin’ boss, tell the b-tch to take off (yeah), i’ma pay you more than your shift pays
b-tch pulled up and ain’t f-cked me and none of the guys, she ain’t even get her lyft paid
my daughter be cryin’ when i leave the house, like, d-mn, maybe i should’ve stayed
i’m superstitious, don’t take my kindness for weakness, n-gga, i’m super vicious
hit a b-tton, it sound like a uzi spittin’ (frr), hit a b-tton and now my ruger’s missin’
i just fell asleep, then woke up to a f-ckin’ sack like i had a tooth missin’
why this b-tch in my dm lookin’ like a snack?
know she only want me ’cause my racks
i just wanna f-ck from the back
might make her a runner and put her on the track
my other lil’ ho keep actin’ up, i need a new spot to send these packs
these n-ggas broke as f-ck, don’t believe ig, all that “rich n-gga” sh-t just a act
it’ll take money to go to war, lil’ n-gga, we got a whole lot of that
[chorus: yungaz & doodie lo]
duck yo’ f-ckin’ taco (taco)
i thought you n-ggas knew, i don’t play about my f-ckin’ nacho (f-ckin’ nacho)
these n-ggas think they ready for war, these n-ggas really not though (uh-uh)
i’m so f-ckin’ macho (f-ckin’ macho)
my own n-ggas turnin’ oppo (oppo) ’cause i’m so f-ckin’ hotso (hot, hot)
my b-tch bad as f-ck, you broke-ass n-ggas be cuffin’ thot hoes (thot hoes)
playin’ with me, you n-ggas got a better chance at hittin’ the f-ckin’ lotto (f-ckin’ lotto)
all i do is get guapo (get guapo, n-gga), my life like el chapo (big doodie in this b-tch, n-gga)
they sayin’ it was me that shot bro, but i was on the f-ckin’ yacht though (gang, ayy, gang)

[verse 2: doodie lo]
i am not a rapper, you could still come get a ‘bow from me (let’s get it)
have my shorties clappin’, don’t be bappin’ on the phone with me (boom, boom, b-tch)
and you know what happened, you be cappin’, tryna do songs with me
i just put some water on my wrist, worth like two hundred p’s (bling, blaow)
p-ssy, you a shorty to me, boy, i got me a check
richer than my opps and they know it, they show me respect (b-tch)
and i’m like four and o, for real, n-ggas gettin’ swept
and she love my bald head, for real, she say it make her wet (make her)
ask them n-ggas, i done ran the sack up, now they hate on me (hate on me)
the internet the only time they motherf-ckin’ play with me (they motherf-ckin’ play with me)
put ten on him or a honeybun, he better not make a week (make a week)
what you say to me? (huh?) another body, boy, i play for keeps (bb had to do it to ’em)

[chorus: yungaz]
duck yo’ f-ckin’ taco (taco)
i thought you n-ggas knew, i don’t play about my f-ckin’ nacho (f-ckin’ nacho)
these n-ggas think they ready for war, these n-ggas really not though (uh-uh)
i’m so f-ckin’ macho (f-ckin’ macho)
my own n-ggas turnin’ oppo (oppo) ’cause i’m so f-ckin’ hotso (hot, hot)
my b-tch bad as f-ck, you broke-ass n-ggas be cuffin’ thot hoes (cuffin’ thot hoes)
playin’ with me, you n-ggas got a better chance at hittin’ the f-ckin’ lotto (f-ckin’ lotto)
all i do is get guapo (get guapo), my life like el chapo (like el chapo)
they sayin’ it was me that shot bro (what?), but i was on the f-ckin’ yacht though (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- yung az

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