Rucka Rucka Ali - Taquitos (parody of "Alejandro" by Lady Gaga) lyrics
[Rucka Rucka Ali - Taquitos parody of "Alejandro" by Lady Gaga lyrics]
K? Aloha, you can
Call me Alejandro Whereizwaldo
Three time Latino Grammy winner
Two time political prisoner, Peru
South of Texas (is a place that's)
Called Mexico (Called Mehico)
And it goes from California to Brazil
(Hell yeah)
They like nachos (And wear ponchos)
And play bongos (And like tacos)
And all other types of food from Taco Bell
(I like those quesidillas)
Life is nice, south of the border
But they go to Arizona (Arizona)
To fall asleep in the truck on the lawn
(that I payed them to mow)
The Mexicans
Are just the same as normal people
They brought cocaine here
From the rainforests
That we stole from them (Give it back)
They all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like Malcolm X and The Fountain Head
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos
Twenty seconds in the microwave, that's all
Spicy chicken, jalepeno, taquitos
Makes the bitches and the hoes
Take off their clothes do the Samba
Ay caramba! Taquitos (with salantro)
Get your diarrhea all over your clothes
Jalepenos here's a napkin
You can crap in
They were Mayans, and then Mexicans
And then Latins then back to Mexicans
And their calendar
Says that the world will end
(in twenty-twelve)
So not to be racist, but it makes sense
That if they think the world will end
That some of them
Don't never pay their bills
(How's that racist? They're not even black)
Thank you, drive through, here's your order
Would you like two more, for quarter?
No thanks, I'll just have a cup of water
And Oh, yeah, this is all to go
The Mexican's land was taken
From them by the Gringos
If they'd been Indians
They'd been given small pox and casinos
Nacho Libre, was kinda gay
I don't even like Jack Black well he's OK
But overrated, That's just me though
Taquitos
You can grab a couple extra for your bros
Let's take Sancho, to the gun show
Taquitos, black people are the
Best at the basketball
Alejandro, Whereizwaldo javier
Now you can see, man
Why I sing for revolucion
In Argentina in Nicaragua, and Puerto Rico
You know that thing, they put on trucks
To make them shit's look brand new
Yeah, well that thing
It has a name it is bondo
The Mexicans
Are no different than other types of people
They like to sit, out on the porch
Instead of drugs, they sell oranges
They all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like War & Peace, and Who Moved The Cheese?
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos
Twenty seconds in the microwave, that's all
I'm a Gringo, let's play bingo
Taquitos, with salantro and some
Packets of hot sauce habenero, for dinnero
The Mexicans
Are just the same as normal people
They brought cocaine here
From the rainforests
That we stole from them they all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like Malcolm X and The Fountain Head
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos
Call me Alejandro Whereizwaldo
Three time Latino Grammy winner
Two time political prisoner, Peru
South of Texas (is a place that's)
Called Mexico (Called Mehico)
And it goes from California to Brazil
(Hell yeah)
They like nachos (And wear ponchos)
And play bongos (And like tacos)
And all other types of food from Taco Bell
(I like those quesidillas)
Life is nice, south of the border
But they go to Arizona (Arizona)
To fall asleep in the truck on the lawn
(that I payed them to mow)
The Mexicans
Are just the same as normal people
They brought cocaine here
From the rainforests
That we stole from them (Give it back)
They all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like Malcolm X and The Fountain Head
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos
Twenty seconds in the microwave, that's all
Spicy chicken, jalepeno, taquitos
Makes the bitches and the hoes
Take off their clothes do the Samba
Ay caramba! Taquitos (with salantro)
Get your diarrhea all over your clothes
Jalepenos here's a napkin
You can crap in
They were Mayans, and then Mexicans
And then Latins then back to Mexicans
And their calendar
Says that the world will end
(in twenty-twelve)
So not to be racist, but it makes sense
That if they think the world will end
That some of them
Don't never pay their bills
(How's that racist? They're not even black)
Thank you, drive through, here's your order
Would you like two more, for quarter?
No thanks, I'll just have a cup of water
And Oh, yeah, this is all to go
The Mexican's land was taken
From them by the Gringos
If they'd been Indians
They'd been given small pox and casinos
Nacho Libre, was kinda gay
I don't even like Jack Black well he's OK
But overrated, That's just me though
Taquitos
You can grab a couple extra for your bros
Let's take Sancho, to the gun show
Taquitos, black people are the
Best at the basketball
Alejandro, Whereizwaldo javier
Now you can see, man
Why I sing for revolucion
In Argentina in Nicaragua, and Puerto Rico
You know that thing, they put on trucks
To make them shit's look brand new
Yeah, well that thing
It has a name it is bondo
The Mexicans
Are no different than other types of people
They like to sit, out on the porch
Instead of drugs, they sell oranges
They all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like War & Peace, and Who Moved The Cheese?
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos
Twenty seconds in the microwave, that's all
I'm a Gringo, let's play bingo
Taquitos, with salantro and some
Packets of hot sauce habenero, for dinnero
The Mexicans
Are just the same as normal people
They brought cocaine here
From the rainforests
That we stole from them they all can read
They like to read, great works of literature
Like Malcolm X and The Fountain Head
And Where Is Waldo?
Taquitos