Putaria 2000

Whoredom 2000, pussy and rifle, breaks the hip
rear up love
All smoking, super naughty young kid
Who put you?
It was the mannerist, or the skinny, the stylish, or the pissed off
What starts here ends here
Play the popô on the atabaque

Hey, hey, throw the popo
Today nobody can stand me
I am, I am
Subject will sell has to buy
Ah, if I want to eat, she wants to give

You have to be willing
Don't be scared, you little beauty
With daddy's weaponry

Whoredom 2000, pussy and rifle, breaks the hip
rear up love
All smoking, super naughty young kid
Who put you?
It was the mannerist, or the skinny, the stylish, or the pissed off
What starts here ends here
Play the popô on the atabaque

Hey, hey, throw the popo
Stand up love, stand up love, throw your poop
Slowly she goes up, she goes down
Riding over the young
King of whoredom, put it to fuck, hey, hey
It's worth it for you, huh, huh
What we make happen

Let the popô move, move
In tune with the same beat
Setting the pace, time for pleasure
Put it to F
She sees the kalenji in my bearing
Drooled over my disguise
And it has to be Puterrier at the dance

Whoredom 2000, pussy and rifle, breaks the hip
rear up love
All smoking, super naughty young kid
Who put you?
It was the mannerist, or the skinny, the stylish, or the pissed off
What starts here ends here
Play the popô on the atabaque