Final de Semana (feat. Seu Jorge, Black Alien)

I called up Papatinho asking
If he had a beat for me, a beat for me
As usual, he took a while to reply
But a message came through saying
Yo, come over and let’s see what’s up

It’s a mix of samba with rap
Favela party with pagode and boombap
Just the right vibe to get your whole body moving

When the bass hits, she drops it low
Playing in the club, and she asks for more
I already told you this is what they like, and you know why

Weekend
She’s hitting the streets
Enjoying some TrapSamba
Shaking under the moon
Her body’s not a canvas, but
I wanna be the frame
Let’s head to my place
'Cause tonight I’m all yours

Weekend
She’s hitting the streets
Enjoying some TrapSamba
Shaking under the moon
Her body’s not a canvas, but
I wanna be the frame
Let’s head to my place
'Cause tonight I’m all yours

Hey girl, good to see you
Come with me, mommy mommy
Under the starlight
Without the spotlight stress, she makes her move
Asking for some hits, just for fun, no one wants a kid

No power on the poles
Shining in the dark, energy in the game
Chill with tequila, feeling good with shots
The king of sensimilla, feeling free in shorts
Oh, that sweet smell on her neck
Requested the expert’s touch
Oh, lord!

It’s offline when the party gets wild
She comes and goes, I want it all and then some
Tonight I’m yours, baby, you’re mine
Shaking under the moon, waking up the neighbors
Dog’s barking, the cat’s meowing, not a peep
Shhh, right on the kitchen sink

Weekend
She’s hitting the streets
Enjoying some TrapSamba
Shaking under the moon
Her body’s not a canvas, but
I wanna be the frame
Let’s head to my place
'Cause tonight I’m all yours