Bounce

The Lacoste polo
The Medusa beanie
And the Oakley jacket
She's carrying the dart
On her feet the low flak
You can be sure
That this girl is
A toast to Juliet
The Lacoste polo
The Medusa beanie
And the Oakley jacket
She's carrying the dart
On her feet the low flak
You can be sure
That this girl is a show
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Labrae, only (lalalala)
Okay (lalalala)
Okay, hey

Beck good, top-notch flower
More selected, party is a bomb
Rooftop, naughty and a jump (ah)
Crooked bass hits, it's few (hey)
Purple Nike, green note, matte black smoke (bounce)
Hot coffee
Your face like Walter: Selling drugs cures cancer (durururu)
More than my city, São Paulo loves me (love)
Bullet tu-dum, one less Spider-Man (ah, ah)
Get up to work even without giving money (money)
Escape from trouble, from bitches, and from the cops
Wanted an apple, waited for a fly
The showcase scared, today I order to pick up
If it takes too long I'll wait (okay)
Someone buy one for me to drink later (raise your hand, this is a robbery)
Splitting sneakers, a car in sight dismantles and disappears, will never find
(Ah-ah, never)
In the headphones it's just Russian rap, a crime funk
I know my place well (well)
For those who paint nails talking about the hood is tough
We know the weight of this action (yeah)
Favela loves a Sunday with family
Money helps the neuroses pass

What will become of me if I can't make it?
This immense desire to revolt
You wait for the day to clear
Put the piece in your mouth and smile
There's a child crying in the living room (I don't know if you believe me)
I just want money
I promise to myself, to you, and to her that no one will get hurt
Take a loss, just weed, just weed, just weed from a criminal (yah, yah, yah, yah)
Criminal (yah, yah, yah)
Crimi-criminal (bounce, ah)
Just weed, just weed, just weed from a criminal (bounce, weed, downhill domination)
Downhill, party, bounce, bounce (ok, labrae)

Declare a war, fears, my full income
Cereals on the studio table
Sex full content, it's not a trend
A bit here, a bit there
Sniff a lot but I can't handle it
I've said the team I am from the beginning
She really likes the white stuff
I swear, I have nothing to do with it (no, no, no)
Sign that I only love marijuana
I've exchanged this idea even with Jesus Christ (amen)
When the ground was high and the end was there, like, don't kill yourself
I'm not your enemy (no)
So until today I don't know who protects
My ego advances and delays my side
But every time I move house I surrender
Running away from the tunnel where the vision is light
Complains about the absence but if I'm there it's boring
Decide if you want me
I'll practice more of my karate soon
I'll face them all with fury
Sending and shouting, no one holds me
To some I'm a door, I swear
Not even a needle could pass
I danced with death, asked if it was real
Or if God is joking

A toast to Juliet (ahahahah)
The Lacoste polo
The Medusa beanie
And the Oakley jacket
Like a movie, movie, horror movie, hey, hey
She's carrying the dart
Hey, hey, e-e-hey, ah
On her feet the low flak
Ah, e-e-e-hey, ah, ah, ah, ah
You can be sure
That this girl is a show
Okay, okay, yah
Labrae, downhill
Two, two, two, two
Two, two, two, two, two, ah