Poesia Acústica Paris

[Luccas Carlos]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Poetry
Hey, malak
Young, young Carlos, ahn

I didn't forget about us
At night your voice calls me
Me, alone in bed, oh
Tell me
What you say to me, about maybe trying
To put things in place
You know, I had been wanting to meet you
There's so much I wanted to tell you
Ideas I have in mind
Tell me what you feel
Without you nothing makes sense here, yeah
We can meet next week
Come to me, don't be afraid
Problems outside the door
Tomorrow I don't have to wake up early
Do you know what happens if we meet?
Day turns into night and the night never ends
We don't think about anything
Wait for me to come back

[DK 47]
Woke up, got up, didn't even kiss me or say good morning
Your eyes said that something strange was going on
Because the fight the other day was your friend's doing
Because I would never trade real jewelry for cheap stuff
I just want your hot body, that indecent proposal
We live like adults but love each other like teenagers
I don't even want you to think I'm not a gangsta rapper
I had some things to say that I didn't put in #7
I'm only mean with vermins, comedy is with Alemão
With you I will always look with eyes of ill intent
But you should already know that with the size of that ass
She can't be bossed around by any of these assholes
I play you like a guitar, the neighbors get annoyed
Alone we waste time together, we lose track of time together
Our love ripples more than the California skunk
And you make all the girls green with envy
Oh, fuck, you're hot, I'm your getaway pilot
Bullet train don't use brakes and you're all curvy
The party is pretty nice, soon we will meet
In Paris or Colombia, well beyond Bagdad

[Xamã]
Hello, the great love of your life speaking
Long time no see you here
Take me with love on this crazy beat, pretty
Long time no see you here
Yeah, it was sabotage, I paid 3.80 on the ticket
She stopped, got naked, it's a trip
Paty Rio and Niteroi, likes rap, punk, and tattoos
Weed, smart ass flow
You send a message that you bought beer, I'll pick you up at the stop
You come and kiss me, I kiss you and that's it
Your leg is weak, I still owe you $15
Even so, you flirt with me, you want me to go to church and I'm not a saint
I sniff two times more, love, in the clavicule
Relax, get off your heels, be cooler
But not too much, tomorrow is Friday
She used to want to travel, now just wants to stay put
How are things in life, beautiful?
I am your engineer from Hawaii
Take me with love on this beat of ours, beautiful
Long time no see you here

[Chris MC]
Hmm
I got used to us always together in our plans
My best version has you
But I have to get used to just seeing you pass by
It is impossible to want for two
And the thought of you in our home
Just a little over 15 days for me to go back
Just by looking at you I can notice
I count the hours outside, hmm
Turn off your phone and come here, I need to see you
The distance only makes me want to see you more
Hey, my shirt with your smell in the suitcase
I will leave a photo in the room
If you are present time stops
While you talk, hmm
Gala elegant
It hurts every time we break up
If it's all about you, just be clear
Gala elegant
It hurts every time we break up
If it’s all about you, just be clear

[Cynthia Luz]
True, I stopped listening to what was worth the most
Stop to kiss me on the street
Away from our beautiful balcony
When will the world settle down?
When there's you everything is right, perfect
True, I stopped being afraid
Ok my darling, your truth is a sea of ​​desire
You are like a hopeless case
I only find myself if I'm with you
And when I run away it's for your kiss
Everything is okay if we're together
I think you know how crazy I am and you love me
I'm far from sleeping far from your bed
I stopped being afraid
Hey, yeah

[Froid]
Hello, the great love of your life speaking
I thought about you until I fell asleep
And when I realized this had no way out
You held me so I didn't fall
Everyone hates acoustic
And just as a joke, I'm going to do one more
It's good that I think I'm a musician
Or just to make money, live free and bite your ass
We did what was hardest
Using the artifice of intuition
I stop to kiss on the street, and if this street were mine
It would become an avenue, it would become a chorus
Give me your hand and run away
Show me the inverse of hate
Money is little I spend on Dior
See this frequency in my eyes
We are doing something bigger
I want to make love
Uh, you are doing the right thing
Uh, making love after the party
Uh, there are things that work well together
It's from my own experience, love, the full Moon
Ah, uh
Although its glow doesn't even compare to yours
I don't compare myself to those who don't show up
I'm still fine I'm just doing mine
Hmmm