Armored Saint — Tribal Dance lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Tribal Dance" by Armored Saint.

Lyrics

Colombian cartel
Coca paste, potent smell
Boats off for San Pedro
Good work men, bring my dough
Tribal dance, tribal dance
It’s a full moon, yeyo de coca
Son of a milacka
Give me money then we’ll do the tribal dance
Distribute USA
Demand is high today
Coffee beans were our trade
But the market prefers cocaine
Tribal dance, tribal dance
It’s a full moon, yeyo de coca
Son of a milacka
Give me money then we’ll do the tribal dance
Waiting for you
Come dance with me That’s the motto of the biggest party
Major supply, families cry
When you gonna wake up open your eyes
The imported good is making America die
Rich Colombian man
Builds a zoo on his land
As long as we crave more
He’ll dance and win the drug war
Tribal dance, tribal dance
It’s a full moon, yeyo de coca
Son of a milacka
Give me money then we’ll do the tribal dance