DJ Mustard - Vatos lyrics

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DJ Mustard - Vatos lyrics

[Hook: Que] For the cheese like nachos I'll pull up on a n***a pronto Ridin' for the guapo, it's just me and my vato If money ain't the convo, tell me what the hell you call for As soon as the block close, it's just me and my vatos It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos It's just me and my vatos, it's just me and my vatos [Verse 1: YG] I'm talkin' bout bald head, tatted up ese's CV70's in Frente Hold up, they ain't never on that b**h sh** f** a chicklet, they on the corner with that biscuit Called 'em up like (brrp), n***a need that (brrp) Said that money good, my vato pulled up like (skrrt) He ain't playin' wit' it, that pistol permanent, he stayin' wit' it Yeah, he tryna live his dreams, so he layin' wit' it And I helped him cross the border, now he finally seen his daughter And his vato just got shot up, he hit the block and all you heard was Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka! [Hook: Que] [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Que pasa homes, I'm caked up, need a loan I'm talkin' pesos, n***a leave me the f** alone I'm talkin' big chips, nachos Rappin' bout another n***a life, well it's not yours Catch me out, G'd up, mobbin' like the cholo 52 rounds in the chop, n***a YOLO Get right, get you what you want like the Costco n***a pullin' up on a chicken like at Roscoe's Black hammer, bandana, yellow box, arm hammer It came out Laredo, sent 'em out to Atlanta Me and my n***a toss sour cream and nachos f** wit' my n***a, I'll knock the beef up out your taco [Hook: Que] [Verse 3: Que] Headed to the guapo, it's just me and my vato Ridin' wit' the heater, in the winter, wit' the top gone For the cheese like a nacho, I'll knock the beef out your taco When it come to Velveeta, I do not play bout my peso It's just me and my vato, we in a Porsche on Rodeo Tryna find us a J-Lo to paint a face like it's make-up If you play with the queso, them bullets flyin' rapido Call my vatos like andale go and pick up ladrillos My compadres, my partners, aka my amigos And they play with gambino, don't touch it if it poquito If it ain't bout guapo, lil' n***a don't call Cause I don't wanna talk, fall back, n***a, pause I don't play about my vatos When it come to 'em, give a n***a that trabajo [Hook: Que]

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