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har-q - gringo lyrics

gimme the mic
i think is my time
im feeling to strip
yer he was hot
but i am lit
you not need 2 be french
but can we still kiss
i got the trees
i’m feeling to twist
not sure why i exist
but while i am hear then i’m living for this
she’s a spicy habanero
play my part like al pacino
don’t get salty pistachios
i can still be your gringo

she’s a spicy habanero
play my part like al pacino
don’t get salty pistachios
i can still be your gringo

we step
barefooted
mosh pit
with our hood up
work it out like cross fit
throw are hands like shuriken
look in my eyes sharingan
walls sweat
2 hands on it harduken
take two of these call me in the morning
sensuz beans we go again

she’s a spicy habanero
play my part like al pacino
don’t get salty pistachios
i can still be your gringo
she’s a spicy habanero
play my part like al pacino
don’t get salty pistachios
i can still be your gringo

i pop ipod
get left cyclops
use mic cords to swing from roof top
zone in to my cauldron
vest with some shorts and tube sock
nose shots
get left spread like small pox
let’s do the maths
if i do the raps
that equals jaws dropped
then draws drop
i don’t even know if the doors lock
missionary
might leave her with a bald spot
press the remote give me the pause shot
now strike a pose
now make it clap
let the body roll
now throw it back

- har q lyrics

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