Culpa do Cupido
Pabllo Vittar
Cupid's Fault
You will think of me the whole week
In a silk sheet, love, with pearl flower
My arrow tastes like cherry sex
In your panther, love, I turn into a jungle
My booty is quite big and will get you, darling
Oh, my love, put me gently so I can get used to it, uh
My booty is quite big and will get you, darling
Oh, my love, put me gently so I can get used to it
If you tried, liked, cried
What do I have to do with it?
It was Cupid's fault, love, love
It was Cupid's fault
If you tried, liked, cried
What do I have to do with it?
It was Cupid's fault, love, love
It was Cupid's fault
It was the ass's fault, it was the ass's fault
It was Cupid's fault
It was the ass's fault, it was the ass's fault
It was Cupid's fault
It was the ass's fault, it was the ass's fault
It was Cupid's fault
It was the ass's fault, it was the ass's fault
It was Cupid's fault
