Kap G, Jeezy - José Got Dem Tacos lyrics

[Kap G, Jeezy - José Got Dem Tacos lyrics]

Partner hit me up
"I know your fam got that ganja"
He said "I need a plug, no iPhone charger"
Ayy I got trust issues man
You probably with the feds
Ayy fuck a middle man
He need that direct connect

Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)

One call, that's all, we going to the border
I'm talking Taco Bell drive-thru
He got your order
Jose say "You trust this man?"
That's my fucking homie
Don't be wrong he gon' put you in a coma
Pat him down
If you're wild I'mma fucking shoot ya
Cut off your head
Throw it in the fucking Chattahoochee
Look at me when I'm talking to you
This game ain't made for
No motherfucking coochies
I'mma start you off with
Them Church's Chicken
Pack it up in the trunk, that's two-piece

Them tacos coming to America
Like Eddie Murphy
If you ain't snitching homes
Then your ass don't concern me
He the drug lord
Early morning fiends lining up
No Jordan Concords

Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)

Cayenne wrist game, whippin like a new sport
Cooking like a Chinese spot in the food court
Taco Bell side nigga, Greenbriar parking lot
Back and forth all day
You'll think that I shop a lot
Jose got them tacos and
They rap like enchiladas
Take 'em out the rap
They shine like platinum leather Pradas
A Town Medellin, address me like I'm Pablo
More cars in my front yard
Than the V103 car show
You know I like my taco same color sour cream
White as OJ Bronco, Johnson Johnson
Powder team it's time to geek, vamanos
I can make 'em vanish
My nigga bitch in Dade County
Got me speaking Spanish

Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)

Police raided in his house like he from LA
Now he ain't never coming home
Like he in 3rd base he talking to the feds
They talking 35 to life
Unless he tell them who his plug
They gon' give him five i got it from Jose
We supposed to meet in Cali
And y'all don't wanna fuck with him
Probably kill your family
I'mma call and set it up
Say I want a millions worth
Aye don't fuck with this turf
That shit there gon' get you hurt

They got Jose
No bail cuz they know he can pay that bread
No barber shop
Now Jose put some migos on my head
Gotta make a run, this shit ain't safe
Gotta hop up on that plane
Turns out they killed my
Partner's wife and kids, no Damon Wayans

Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)
Jose got dem tacos, aye
Jose got dem tacos (Woo)

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