Biquíni Vermelhinho (feat. Costa Gold e Rafinha RSQ)

It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
What a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand
It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
What a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand

She's the queen of the game, I know that
I barely put it on my tongue and I'm already fried
Like the queen of the favela, lots of money
Friend of Cardi B, has a house in LA
Surfing on the hype, can't catch up anymore
You'll never buy the same, never

What? Oh, okay
Go

It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
What a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand (oops)
It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines (wow)
What a big butt (oh my God), doesn't even fit in my hand (Costa Gold)

Oh, excuse me for coming, right, shoutout to Anitta
Is the day beautiful? Wonderful
She puts on her little bikini and flaunts it
How can you not look at that booty
My style is rude
So let's focus on the butt, right?
She dances like Olodum, right?
And she learned from grandma
The polka dot bikini
But now she's grown up and shows off the tan lines

It was a bikini right under the skirt
Red, pink, all wet, loses control, boss (oh my God)
Oh my God, what a woman
She passes by and comes on top, on top, on top, lifts, leans
Turns and turns, twists, head spins
She spins and doesn't stop, no (no, no)
Oh my God, she's a plane (oh, my God)

Throw, throw, throw, okay, hmm
That butt never thinks about stopping, spins, spins
Hits, hits, hits, lifts
Talk to me, baby, whatever you want to do
I want a thousand times more than you
Rafinha RSQ
What? Nine on the beat? You're crazy

It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
What a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand
It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
What a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand
It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
Oh, what a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand
It was a red bikini with the beach tan lines
Oh, what a big butt, doesn't even fit in my hand