Lirik Lagu Here Come The Horns - Delinquent Habits
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Here comes the horns...
(Verse 1)
Step back when I bring the swingLike the american pastimeThat alow deliver to stack up black nightMakin' all funky like a futaHang four to you make more funky like a from freeMasta blocked like a ketshup screamIs so MB in sun llamas to you funk that grillIs the same delificius at the radios' DJThe fake at the album collection lookin' lookin'Rusia, puro delinquente session>From sun up to sun down on a heart is my pleassurePut on maleta, now I can see youThinkin' to yourself, dam I wish like to be youWishin' we could be fool as harvest bit clubYou pal never trust to mark wako back yard partyThat is on town, is on town...That grows like the weelsCan't loco with spreesMarco Polo, ha, you can't see meHa, you can't beat meFool, is so easyDelinquent Habits' little sun for the northSo sit back and freest youself...
CHORUS:
Here Comes The Horns... (x 3)
(Verse 2)
Faullin' yourselves to bringin' mis rolas and we collect shitYou test a lot at your party, potion to blade thisIt's all I got a bence so that the story estan itCome in my side get the braise you need to stay branedYo, one of this story is part of something to happenedSome days of party enemy, don't feel the fool I croppedSo I just began to waisted because you ever tastedGet up the gente hypnotic I got they last tastedSome skin light man give me some psychedelicWhere all be drump and the shit, so pomp nigga smell itThey want fiesta, fiesta is what the habits give itRappin' and ---
(Verse 1)
Step back when I bring the swingLike the american pastimeThat alow deliver to stack up black nightMakin' all funky like a futaHang four to you make more funky like a from freeMasta blocked like a ketshup screamIs so MB in sun llamas to you funk that grillIs the same delificius at the radios' DJThe fake at the album collection lookin' lookin'Rusia, puro delinquente session>From sun up to sun down on a heart is my pleassurePut on maleta, now I can see youThinkin' to yourself, dam I wish like to be youWishin' we could be fool as harvest bit clubYou pal never trust to mark wako back yard partyThat is on town, is on town...That grows like the weelsCan't loco with spreesMarco Polo, ha, you can't see meHa, you can't beat meFool, is so easyDelinquent Habits' little sun for the northSo sit back and freest youself...
CHORUS:
Here Comes The Horns... (x 3)
(Verse 2)
Faullin' yourselves to bringin' mis rolas and we collect shitYou test a lot at your party, potion to blade thisIt's all I got a bence so that the story estan itCome in my side get the braise you need to stay branedYo, one of this story is part of something to happenedSome days of party enemy, don't feel the fool I croppedSo I just began to waisted because you ever tastedGet up the gente hypnotic I got they last tastedSome skin light man give me some psychedelicWhere all be drump and the shit, so pomp nigga smell itThey want fiesta, fiesta is what the habits give itRappin' and ---
