Voltei Pras Puta (feat. MC Ryan SP, Gabb MC e MC Piedro)

I met a girl who stole my heart
And for a long time, we were together
Too bad we didn’t last
I’m the one to blame, I admit it

I think I was born to live this way
Free in the world, if you ain't got hair, you fly
And I’m sorry babe, it’s not disrespect
But I’m single, back to the hoes

Come to me summer
Single in the big world
Beach vibes, sun’s shining
Fire up the rocket

Throw the boat in the sea
Fill it with hot girls just to party
Leave the jealousy behind, my ex is calling
I won’t answer and I won’t call back

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

Again, rolling with the hoes, this time at the regent
With the silicone girls, porcelain teeth
Who like the bad boys, who kick the door down
Knocking over the whole store, taking the clerk

Speaking of the clerk, she asked for my number
Said to call her later, that the idea is hot
That she has some friends to hook up with us
I’m just waiting, I’m ready to go

And when she gives the signal, the crew rolls out hot
Only for today, yeah, you get me
If the language is being naughty, she’s fluent
In the night she’s grinding, from the back, from the front

Imagine my dude, again the mission
The good bad boys, on the unstoppable mission
Don’t show up at the wrong address, bro
It’s us, you fool

She asks me for a series of slaps on the ass
Naughty, when she’s wild with me
Said she wants a skinny guy, with a bad boy look
Full of tattoos, smoking some green

She asks me for a series of slaps on the ass
When she’s naughty, wild with me
Said she wants a skinny guy, with a bad boy look
Full of tattoos, smoking some green

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

If you like it when I get rough, want a slap on the ass
If you’re impressed by the finesse, that’s why she’s bothering me
I know love is an illusion, that’s why this summer
I want several that aren’t worth it, just here for the fun

Well babe, you know we have the gift
Don’t care about the old junk, just want to hook up
Call, I won’t answer, we’re in Jurerê
With two from Caster Club, way better than you

You like
My bad boy style, I know it gets you wet
Handsome in the prime of life, cruising the shore
For the girls, a thrill, for the boys it’s a knockout
We live well in peace

I kicked the bucket, I don’t want to know anything
I’m not going to Caster anymore, I’m a partner at Kyara
Watch out, you’ll be lost with your friend in the night
Out with a rich friend, but he doesn’t even work

Look at this chubby guy here
Says he loves me, but loves my wallet
We’re eating everyone up, because fame is fleeting
Everything goes, everything comes, everything passes, when it passes, she doesn’t even care
But before I fall, I promise, I’ll get with you

More than six hoes, ass in the Audi Q7
More than six escapes, noted by the Civil Police
More than six mil, the boys’ wealth
Young and rich, messing up the east side

No love, no value, no direction, I’m in solitude
No humor, no favors, they broke my heart
Compassion, only if it’s a shot of Jack, in the smoke of the blunt
And the rumble of thunder

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

I tried to be the man of your life and I was the worst
Ego wars only bring anger and a heavy heart
Again in the party scene, domino effect
Freedom sang, I’m no longer just for one

A dose of illusion in love, sweet fiction
And for those who undervalued us, summer’s coming

Almost half a mil, I threw it on the avenue
Therapy roll, in the spin of the crew
Disheveled, with slanted eyes, here’s a girl by my side
Smoking a blunt and listening to Oldilla

So tell me, yeah
Which one doesn’t want to go hard for MC, yeah
She knows where the danger is and wants to live here

Thanks, see ya, bye bye
I don’t want you anymore
Call and cry, even beg
To have daddy’s body

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off

I’m back to the hoes, in the middle of December
My ex can’t stand me
The party’s going off