Jogadeira (feat. Gabi Kivitz)

Since I was little, faced a lot of hate
Those talks say soccer's not for girls
But I learned to own it, heart and soul
Put it on the ground and respond with my feet

Always with the kids running in the street
Quick on my feet, I build the team, it’s mine
Don’t wanna play with dolls or paint in class
Just wanna dribble, chase that ball

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

Now the girl’s grown into a woman
Chasing her dreams, knows what she wants
Dribbling through struggles, leaving them behind
Proud to be a player, loves what she does

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

If you think it’s easy
This life for the ladies
But it’s not, you’re mistaken
Before the game, there’s no party

Besides a lot of training and dedication
No weekends off, no holidays
And if you want a party, it’s only on the bus
So clap your hands now for the chorus

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

Girl with faith, grit, rhythm, samba in her step
With style, flair, and charm, just for being a woman

Owner of the ball, no stalling
Steps in with confidence
Whether it’s soccer or samba
She does what she wants

Who’s that?
Who plays, provokes, acts like a fool
Just like someone who’s not trying
Smoothly gets where she wants

Makes a beat, she’s bold
In the circle, she’s respected
Plays an instrument, and her job is her feet

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

What’s up, what’s up?
Soccer's not for girls?
I’ll show you, dude
Kick the ball to my feet

Kick the ball to my feet
Kick the ball to my feet
Kick the ball to my feet
Kick the ball to my feet