Aceita

I don't think you know how they call me
I don't think you know how they call me

I'm the bitch looking for trouble
Who speaks the truths with a deep look
The one who keeps the ship even if it sinks
And how many of your boyfriends drown?

I left the favela, I look like someone from a novel
In Italy, having tea with Donatella
Music, movies, show, catwalk
My ex said I looked pretty at Coachella

The, ah
The baddest in the story
The, ah
The baddest

The, the, the
The baddest in the story
Ah-ah-ah
The baddest (go)

I don't think you know how they call me
I don't think you know how they call me

Fashion, exotic, rebellious bitch
I'm my own boss, who doesn't bark and bites you
They pay in euros to see me
I decide on whom I'm going to move on top of

Oh, I'll die like this, I'll never change
Oh, that I'll die like this, I'll never change
It's not so hard to accept (go)

I don't think you know how they call me
I don't think you know how they call me (go)
I don't think you know how they call me
I don't think you know how they call me