Original Lyrics
Tou com queridas all day, eu nunca folguei
(Baby somos dois, cause I do this always)
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
Sabes como é eu faço e aconteço
Trinta por uma linha e viravas-me do avesso
Ai se eu pudesse amarrava-te com o meu lenço
E nem sequer te vou dizer
Metade das coisas que eu penso
Mas tu não me convences
One night stand e acaba a noite com pensos
Nunca penses queres cobaia do pack five bundas
Nas minhas aulas entras de calças e sais de sungas
O papa-tudo, não papas nada
Saberes como a blaya wina
Meu filho tu largas baba
Saberes como a blaya wina
Seja numa saia larga
Tu só largas baba, só largas baba
Refrão:
Por isso eu já sei, que essa tua conversa é só paleta
E que são mais de 100 paparinhas na tua praceta
Mas bebé eu já nem vejo tinta na tua caneta
Pois mas é só grandes traços pesados
Eu não tou com os braços cruzados
Só faço passos cruzados com a minha clique
Nós somos os putos qu'elas chamam goodfellas
O resto é tudo jealous, a fazer novelas
Eu não seguro velas baby, eu seguro wellas
E aqui até vegetarianas comem morcelas
J's on my feet
Clae's on my feet
Calças edwin
E um belo da louis v que eu nunca vi
Yeah new shoe, no truly be
Não sentes um pivete aqui, nem com o nariz do júlio isidro
What you talking about, bitch?
Tens a pussy clean?
É que a gente não come bacalhau, we're the sushi team
Okay, golpes karaté na tua puni e
No dia seguinte tu tas a acordar-me com miminhos
Clap, clap, clap, clap no teu booty deep
Tenho prex de durex sou uma woody dick
Cavalo só da ralph lauren, sim?
As queridas sentem como se eu cantasse r&b
Refrão:
Por isso eu já sei, que essa tua conversa é só paleta
E que são mais de 100 paparinhas na tua praceta
Mas bebé eu já nem vejo tinta na tua caneta
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
Por isso baby nem venhas com essas tuas conversas
Porque eu bem sei que tu também é só promessas
Tu até danças bem mas eu desmonto-te por peças
Enquanto tu
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
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English Translation
I'm with babies all day, I'm never been off duty
(baby, it's the both of us, cause I do this always)
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
You know how I do and make it happen
thirty by a line and you would torn me inside out
Ah if I could tie you up on my scarf
And I won't even say to you
Half of the things it passes through my mind
But you don't convince me
One night stand and the night ends with dressings
Never you think of wanting guinea pig of pack five butts
In my classes you enter with jeans and go out of swimwear
You eat-it-all, you don't eat anything
Your taste of blaya wina
My son, you just drop dribble
Tasting like blaya wina
Be it on a large skirt
You only drop dribble, only drop dribble
Chorus:
So I already know, that your conversation is just talk
And there are more than 100 b*itches on your square
But baby, I don't even see ink on your pen anymore
Yeah, but it's just big heavy strokes
My arms aren't crossed
I only do crossed steps with my click
We're the guys that girls call as goodfellas
The rest is all jealous, making novels
I don't hold candles baby, I hold wellas
And here even vegetarians eat blood sausages
J's on my feet
Clae's on my feet
Edwin pants
And a nice Louis V which I've never seen
Yeah new shoe, no truly be
Don't you smell rotten in here, not even with the nose of Júlio Isidro
What you talking about b*tch?
You have your pussy clean?
Cuz we don't eat codfish, we're the sushi team
Okay, karate kicks in your puni
And the next day you're waking me up, pampering me
Clap, clap, clap, clap in your booty deep
I have prex of durex, I'm a woody dick
Horse just from ralph lauren, yes?
Babies feel as if I sing r&b
Chorus:
So I already know, that your conversation is just talk
And there are more than 100 b*itches on your square
But baby, I don't even see ink on your pen anymore
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
So baby, don't even come with your talk
Cuz I know well that you're also only promisses
You can dance, yes, but I dismount you in pieces while you:
Wine low wine
Wine low wine
thirty by a line and you would torn me inside out
Ah if I could tie you up on my scarf
And I won't even say to you
Half of the things it passes through my mind
But you don't convince me
One night stand and the night ends with dressings
Never you think of wanting guinea pig of pack five butts
In my classes you enter with jeans and go out of swimwear
You eat-it-all, you don't eat anything
Your taste of blaya wina
My son, you just drop dribble
Tasting like blaya wina
Be it on a large skirt
You only drop dribble, only drop dribble
Chorus:
So I already know, that your conversation is just talk
And there are more than 100 b*itches on your square
But baby, I don't even see ink on your pen anymore
Yeah, but it's just big heavy strokes
My arms aren't crossed
I only do crossed steps with my click
We're the guys that girls call as goodfellas
The rest is all jealous, making novels
I don't hold candles baby, I hold wellas
And here even vegetarians eat blood sausages
J's on my feet
Clae's on my feet
Edwin pants
And a nice Louis V which I've never seen
Yeah new shoe, no truly be
Don't you smell rotten in here, not even with the nose of Júlio Isidro
What you talking about b*tch?
You have your pussy clean?
Cuz we don't eat codfish, we're the sushi team
Okay, karate kicks in your puni
And the next day you're waking me up, pampering me
Clap, clap, clap, clap in your booty deep
I have prex of durex, I'm a woody dick
Horse just from ralph lauren, yes?
Babies feel as if I sing r&b
Chorus:
So I already know, that your conversation is just talk
And there are more than 100 b*itches on your square
But baby, I don't even see ink on your pen anymore
Wine low and wine
Wine low and wine
So baby, don't even come with your talk
Cuz I know well that you're also only promisses
You can dance, yes, but I dismount you in pieces while you:
Wine low wine
Wine low wine
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