Monalisa da Favela

She is an Aries, leaves me in the air
She has no heart, gives bingo to the lion
She has her phases, mermaid of the seas
Her moan is a song, her body is a guitar
If she didn't give you a chance, wake up, realize, get it, get out
Her look is too good, drool, drool more

What goes through her mind
Knowing she's the Mona Lisa from the favela?
When God drew you, He was listening to this beat
He beat that Da Vinci guy by a mile
What goes through her mind
Knowing she's the Mona Lisa from the favela?
When God drew you, He was listening to this beat
He beat that Da Vinci guy by a mile