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Squeeze that balloon over there
And break that balloon
I threw twelve thousand in my trunk
She's interested and starts shaking her booty
Asking me to take it to my house

Asks for a slap
I slap their butts and faces
And we've already granted all your wishes
Hypnotized by the glow of my chain
Inside the suite, smoking hashish

She asks for money
And there's six, seven, eight, bitch
Inside my car
Six, seven, eight, bitch
They all wanted to smoke some of my hashish

Come on, come without shame
That's how it is
This woman likes to smoke marijuana
In the passenger seat

She asks to look at the Moon
So pay attention!
The sunroof is open
The smoke is high up

So go ahead, go ahead
Help dad, come here
Dancing the frevo with the brunette
And I'll be down soon

Tum tum tum tum
My car alarm
Suddenly, alone, he starts to degrade himself
Do you have a cold?
She knows who's on her side and she has

Six, seven, eight, bitch, inside my car
Six, seven, eight, bitch
They all wanted to smoke some of my hashish

Wow, I'm out of control!
She asks for money
I pay for the omnitrix

It's inside the suite
She resists, but ends up completely in love

At the largest airport
In the sonata's seat
Made of leather, with custom hardware
Certainty
I walk around escorted by a female cat

There are six, seven, eight
That damn bitch wants to come to my house
She asks for milk
I'll throw it in your face