S-a lipit de pieptul meu (feat. Costel Biju, Miraj Tzunami e Susanu)
Tzanca Uraganu
She Stuck to My Chest (feat. Costel Biju, Miraj Tzunami e Susanu)
Come on now, shake that ass, body’s good, brown sugar
Good system, bass is thumping, vibe and boom boom
Look at that girl in Şumudică's jacket
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And shake those calves right, shake, shake those calves
And shake those calves right like, like at the jam
Shake those calves, shake, shake those calves
Shake those calves, like, like at the jam
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
Like Biuță, like Biuță
She stuck to my chest like a leech
I reach in my pocket and slowly count the cash
Her low-cut shirt, you’d think she’s the boss
She’s nagging me like a woodpecker
She’s got perfect legs, in heels and in boots
Perfect legs, moving like girls do
Like at the jam how Aliuță used to do
She’s hot, she’s a cutie, mama, she’s hot, she’s a cutie, mama
And shake those calves right, shake, shake those calves
And shake those calves right like, like at the jam
Shake those calves, shake, shake those calves
Shake those calves, like, like at the jam
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
Like Biuță, like Biuță
Move, move, move, what’s your temperature?
Move, move, move, wait let me fan you
Fan, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop
Wait, wait, let me fan you
She’s got style, she’s got flair, I think she’s cooking up a storm
She does martial arts, she kicks like a pro
Nărăvanșă, nărăvanșă
I’d give her a smack because she’s a big badass
She’s got perfect legs, in heels and in boots
Perfect legs, moving like girls do
Like at the jam how Aliuță used to do
She’s hot, she’s a cutie, mama, she’s hot, she’s a cutie, mama
And shake those calves right, shake, shake those calves
And shake those calves right like, like at the jam
Shake those calves, shake, shake those calves
Shake those calves, like, like at the jam
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
And listen up, like, like, like Biuță
Like Biuță, like Biuță
Move, move, move, what’s your temperature?
Move, move, move, wait let me fan you
Fan, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop
Wait, wait, let me fan you