Vem Pra Cá (feat. Tiee, TZ da Coronel, Delacruz e Tizi Kilates)
Mãolee
Come Here (feat. Tiee, TZ da Coronel, Delacruz, and Tizi Kilates)
No beat, mãolee
I won't lie, I've made promises to try to forget you
But not even the saint collaborates and makes you go away for good
The hard part is this warm feeling I only feel when I see you
I don't even know if it's the right moment and time
But I'll tell you everything now
I only intended to have a fling
But my heart aimed for romance
So you can bet that I want you for myself
You come here, we turn on the air
Turn off the phone
Pretend that nothing is happening
Just the two of us, fireworks in the sheets
What happens here, we keep quiet
Allow me to put a little bit of love
In your sculpted and naughty body
You come here
Rio 40 degrees, she with tan lines
All sensual, I call you mamacita
If you look to speak, not even science explains
I'll call you, call you, call you
After riding your wave
After accepting your demand
After showing you who's in charge
After all that, you call
TZ da coro knocks on my door just to be rude
Emerges in the middle, I could be at the club, I could be in the favela
She doesn't want to know about anything
True carioca, samba in her step
Just to be happy is what she wants
Me and Paris dude, many women
You come here, we turn on the air
Turn off the phone
Pretend that nothing is happening
Just the two of us, fireworks in the sheets
What happens here, we keep quiet
Allow me to put a little bit of love
In your sculpted and naughty body
You come here
I'm no longer a man to waste time
I live this moment together with you here in peace
So much feeling, the world slows down whenever you smile
I fell in love when I saw you, yeah
I remember you when it rains, then make chocolate love
Sensual, sensual baby, even more in person
Both of us making love until we run out of breath
I make you surrender
It's no longer casual, casual baby
Come by the sound of my voice
Babe, it's just between us
You come here, we turn on the air
Turn off the phone
Pretend that nothing is happening
Just the two of us, fireworks in the sheets
What happens here, we keep quiet
Allow me to put a little bit of love
In your sculpted and naughty body
You come here
In the wee hours she comes looking for trouble
Our scenes are hot, like a movie
Not the kind for kids, not on TV
We both star in it
Tell me you'll stay a little longer
Find the point of peace that won't fade away
Can't contain yourself, ride the wave and do it so well
In my bed, I become your captive
I confess there's no better pussy
Teasing me in Fendi lingerie
Like smoke, she pulls and captivates me
I jumped in without thinking
When I saw your gaze
I fell into the trap, it was a trap
You come here