até sua alma (feat. Tasha e Tracie)

[Léo Gordo]
Very good night, 3 in the morning
Around here, Léo Gordo
Just to remind you that all honor belongs to the man upstairs
And why not to the orixás too?

It's only for those who were born
Only for those who were born
And the tip of the day is (good night)
Give to Caesar what is Caesar's
But give back what is ours
Give to Caesar what is Caesar's
And give back what is ours

[Djonga]
Djonga and Tasha and Tracie in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV

Spending like a sheik in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV

And for those who have already exchanged for white slave owners
It's good to receive a thousand to post an @
The social network I like is the bank app
And I who crossed the street, remembered which people steal
The sole of the shoe doesn't spend anything and that's enough for me
Instead of wounds on the heel
And if they say they're against abortion, but it's not for life at all
After you're born, they want to kill you

And we already suffered from lack, today we sin from excess
Everything scarce, I went to hunt for diamonds in the mud
My way to win this game was excellence
Since my eccentric beauty only matters in bed
Behind a white pussy, it was an ego issue
One like Ariana Grande, another like Lana Del Rey
But one like Whitney Houston and another like Cris Vianna
That's what I had by my side when I needed

I rescued our shirt, I rescued my brothers
I rescued what it means to be family, I just did insane shows
Company with the name Quadrilha, I follow sovereign
It's not an award that will tell me if I'm the man of the year
A fan knelt to greet me
I said: Only kneel before God
After that she didn't want to get up
My people have no reference, look at what I am to mine

What makes you special is not the yes you hear
What makes you special is the no you say
In the face of that proposal that could change everything
Including your essence
Do you accept that suitcase?

I didn't accept it
My lady with the jewels of a lady
Your assets in pawn, bourgeois Yo-Yo
To win there's no time
In Thief, I said, okay?
That I was going to take your assets

Djonga and Tasha and Tracie in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV

Spending like a sheik in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV

[Tasha]
I grew up thinking of a way to get out of the life they set up for me
I did the math and didn't see a way out
I thought: Forever can't be this
Maybe, my fate
A cycle, a vice
The music I felt changed my destiny
It distracted me from pain and danger
I didn't die, I got strong even without a foundation
From house to house, my people fell into the trap of the loot
Today, from flight to flight, I seek and leave them strong
In Brazil it's us who are here, whether you like it or not
Rich black from the east and rich black from the north (east zone, north zone)
Making our money with a smile
Fucking up the careers of those little white playboys
By our side, these heirs seem bankrupt
If you have a soul, we'll want even that, even that
Ayy, ayy

[Djonga]
Djonga and Tasha and Tracie in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV

Spending like a sheik in the early morning hustle
The boy gets mad and can't handle it when he sees me
Pocket full of money, we close another party
You won't go with us, in my Mercedes SUV (ahn)

[Tracie]
We remember well who spoke ill, judged the flow
Today they say: Wow, I always knew it was good
You won't go with us, so speak now, with pleasure
(Ahn) I remember an ex who told me I wouldn't be anything
I remember several nights thinking about money, awake
I remember the girl who called me poor and made fun
Then wanted to be friends and didn't get anything done
Left the house with the bag, all day on the street
Praying it wouldn't rain, caught the end of the disco
Got into trouble, at parties, life was tough, tough
Days ago, I ate for every day of hunger
Work with me today who strengthened me yesterday (Ruff)
I took my mother out of the house that rained inside

Bars: Chocolate, gold or rhyme
Tasha and Tracie, Djonga at the peak of life
Black skin naturally shines
And this explosion isn't popcorn, it's a bang
Shoot up, money in the account
Party in the favela, Adriano style
We don't like what belongs to others, that's why we create, create

[Mano Brown]
Remembering that the most glamorous lady of the night is the night itself
Have a good day