Nois é Jeca Mais é Joia
Xangai
We're Country But We're Cool
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying that we're country bumpkins
Who is our thing is horse riding
Our pants are tied with imbira
Here our waltz is a cockfight
They're saying we're booty
But we don't like trickery
We like girls
We are hicks but we are gems
But we don't like boa constrictors
We like girls
We are hicks but we are gems
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying that we're country bumpkins
We look like popcorn corn
Who our rock is to dance catira
Our flute is made of bamboo
We like to fish for traíra
See the little bitches moaning on the pole
We don't like lies
We have shame on our faces
See the little animals crying on the pole
We don't like lies
We have shame on our faces
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying we're hicks
We have to learn English
We have to do xuxéxu outside
Stop being silly, we don't even know Portuguese
We are country pop
We go out in the rain and don't even feel it
My ailoviú
We are country bumpkins but we are gems
We go out in the rain and don't even feel it
My ailoviú
We are country bumpkins but we are gems
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying that we're country bumpkins
Who is our thing is horse riding
Our pants are tied with imbira
Here our waltz is a cockfight
They're saying we're booty
But we don't like trickery
We like girls
We are hicks but we are gems
But we don't like boa constrictors
We like girls
We are hicks but we are gems
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying that we're country bumpkins
We look like popcorn corn
Who our rock is to dance catira
Our flute is made of bamboo
We like to fish for traíra
See the little bitches moaning on the pole
We don't like lies
We have shame on our faces
See the little animals crying on the pole
We don't like lies
We have shame on our faces
But if flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
They're saying we're hicks
We have to learn English
We have to do xuxéxu outside
Stop being silly, we don't even know Portuguese
We are country pop
We go out in the rain and don't even feel it
My ailoviú
We are country bumpkins but we are gems
We go out in the rain and don't even feel it
My ailoviú
We are country bumpkins but we are gems
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
If flour were American
Imported cassava
Fancy banquet
It was flour
