go to the store, but a pack
there's 12 tortillas neatly stacked
next thing you know, grab some beans
Stuff that s___ right down your jeans

We run, we hide
Your diet's refried

Gas out...Next thing you know
Sorry mom, I think I'll go and drop the bomb
It's in the face, and that's too bad
Rosaritas all they had

We run, we hide
The beans inside

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