Vou

I don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

I don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

Point-blank shot, [?] in the mouth
We spare words, see if she's ready
I'm extreme, not a tip
We buy a house
We set up the bed, we tell the story
You liked my vibe, that's logical
I'm trendy even with the topic
The lady enjoys it, I'm melodic
She raised her skirt on purpose
And I pretended I didn't see anything, but of course I just pretended
I threw myself at you headfirst, didn't hold back
And I pretended I didn't see anything, but of course I just pretended
I threw myself at you headfirst, didn't hold back

Come closer to push away
We make money, we travel
She wants the Bahamas, we're out
She plays but never settles down
We make our lives, build our story
Moments that turn into mere memories
The evolution is noticeable, a toast to glory
Following the path to victory
We sweat blood, ink is just blood
No paint on the screen, your face shining
If it looks good, put it on the shelf
No diamond photos in the living room

I don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

Don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

You liked my vibe, that's logical
I'm trendy even with the topic
The lady enjoys it, I'm melodic
(She raised her skirt on purpose)

I don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

Don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas

Rule to the system, mottos
Many messages with these little ones, drains
Come fast, walk with problems, troubles
All kinds of drinks, themes, females
21 years old, 19 on my wrist
24 on my finger, I don't reduce spending
I have clothes I don't even wear
Wardrobe is quite confusing
My girl is a knockout, a floor for each time zone
Oooh, ooh, ohh, ooh, ooh, ohh

I don't know if I'm gonna, later is better
In the room together, together
I respect that, it's the rule
In the crib watching soap operas