Novinha, Vem Que Tem
MC Lon
Young Girl, Come and Get It
In the VIP box she dances for me
In the VIP box she moves
Likes funk, likes samba
Still enjoys some reggae
In the VIP box she goes down
In the VIP box she dances
Likes reggae, likes funk
Still enjoys some samba
Likes money
Lives for fame
In the VIP box she dances for me
In the VIP box she moves
Likes funk, likes samba
And loves reggae
In the VIP box she goes down
In the VIP box she dances
Likes reggae, likes funk
Still enjoys some samba
Likes money
Lives for fame
Young girl, come and get it
Oh! Come and get it, my dear
I'm in a Camaro, with pockets full
Counting the 100-dollar bills
Young girl, come and get it
Oh! Come and get it, my dear
I'm in a Camaro, with pockets full
Counting the 100-dollar bills
Just arrived and caught your eye
And at the entrance of the funk ball I made them go crazy
Just to impress, I opened the sunroof
And threw my rope out to bother
Then she froze, hypnotized
Won over our crew
From afar and approached
Saw twenty Red Bulls, whisky and Absolut
We who are carrying a briefcase
Any club we're VIP area
Come enjoy our VIP box
In the VIP box she dances for me
In the VIP box she moves
Likes funk, likes samba
Still enjoys some reggae
In the VIP box she goes down
In the VIP box she dances
Likes reggae, likes funk
And still enjoys some samba
Likes money
Lives for fame
In the VIP box she dances for me
In the VIP box she moves
Likes funk, likes samba
And loves reggae
In the VIP box she goes down
In the VIP box she dances
Likes reggae, likes funk
Still enjoys some samba
Likes money
Lives for fame
