Meca Cereja (feat. Kayblack e MC Cebezinho)

And it's all good
You throw it in my face and it's all good
You spend on Gucci, Versace and it's all good
You call me love only when it suits you, it suits you

And it's all good
You throw it in my face and it's all good
You spend on Gucci, Versace and it's all good
You call me love only when it suits you, it suits you

You know it's us, we who come with the voice
If it shows up straight, the gang destroys
She likes the big black from Milidu
It's Sunday, I'm with her on the back
Lots of faith for all my crew
Who didn't stop in the middle of the journey, ah
Today the big girl is resting
Naughty, she wants Prada, Louis V, she wants, yeah
Gangster, damn
If I give her a chance, she wants to mess up my life
Always in the wee hours she calls me
All dressed up, hot on top, yeah

Just fire in the bomb
Tilted from end to end
Then it gets lost
A tasty fiction with this big girl
A tasty fiction with this big girl, yeah

Just fire in the bomb
Tilted from end to end
Then it gets lost
A tasty fiction with this big girl

Oh, relax, babe, just make yourself comfortable, but don't get too comfortable
I don't hold grudges
But I remember the struggle, the hustle, and the boots
Many got lost along the way, alone, calculating the route
I put my face in it, destiny showed up
I went in with both feet in the door

And today she asks for Pandora, cries, begs
Doesn't want Vivara, dude, Prada Milano on the print
Asks to bring from France
Goyard bag, already creating hope
Son, inheritance, all ill-intentioned
Undressing on the balcony
Just in Victoria's Secret panties
Tell me who fucks you and supports you, love
And who's up for a crazy fiction with the black
Who takes you in a way you've never seen
Inside Cherry Meca served on a platter
Fuel my thousand-dollar joint
She's undressing, hot
She sucks, she sits, showing off the thong tan

In my private, she just wants to show off what she has best
Asks for Dior, Fendi, yields, I just want to show you
I don't want to prove anything else to you
Nothing, I just want peace, nothing more

And it's all good
You throw it in my face and it's all good
You spend on Gucci, Versace and it's all good
You call me love only when it suits you, it suits you

And it's all good
You throw it in my face and it's all good
You spend on Gucci, Versace and it's all good
You call me love only when it suits you, it suits you

It's all good
You throw it in my face and it's all good
You spend on Gucci, Versace and it's all good
You call me love only when it suits you, it suits you
All good, it's all good, all good