Piloto da Foda

Ha Ha, I'm a bum, what love, what nothing
I'm the pilot of this shit
This is $ondplay

What a life this adrenaline is
And if you want to play on the track in a stunt car (22" rim, the artist)
Speed racer sprinter, xenon light cuts through fog
I want to see you count the fish
Just like I tell you girl
And in the middle of the frevô, where my car arrived
Where I wanted you, and ten others that passed by
I told you that the most fragrant packaging is expensive
You will never walk
Because good taste is what makes it so
Black guy 6.9, skull hits hard
Tell me why suspension?
(If she jumps, screams and bites)

After speed has already enjoyed, it has already done its part
Telling a story is an art (now the city tour)
We create situations, and we live at a million
We have no time to waste, we live for fun
Money runs wild, chasing Cinderella's foot
If I were the guy I would eat it
Without pity and without pain, if it's difficult, it's a joke
I'm a fuck pilot, I'm not a love pilot

For me, a woman and a car are the perfect combination, you know?
You just have to let it flow, and see what these beauties can do

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof, so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You're going to get in the car, and I'm going to bite you all over

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You're gonna get in the car, and I'm gonna rip your panties off

It creates movement in us, we are agitated in the role
It's no limit on the card (and the clue is a combination)
It's $ond play cracking the sound
The can eaters of rodão, smoke is everywhere
Then the baguette is good
Money buys sex, booze, drugs and girls
The car brings success, good taste and soft skin
Lying down sensually holding the leather bench
Life is a delight, so don't fill it with dick
There are so many hotties who get involved in the bass of this shake
The sound of the night is hip hop, and she calls me, and says love
And get rid of stubbornness in my body, swing, back game, it's fucking slutty
For those who enter, it goes crazy
Luxury bag is awesome, garter belt is always in fashion
Condition for bagasse, (let me make the proposal)
From the body to seduction, from malice to perdition
Another body lost to a slutty heart

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof, so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You're going to get in the car, and I'm going to bite you all over

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You will get in the car

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof, so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You're going to get in the car, and I'm going to bite you all over

My motel has 4 wheels, I'll take you to heaven
There's a button that opens the roof so I can look into God's eyes
Frevo was fishing, where you became food
You're going to get in the car, and I'm going to rip your panties