Pane No Sistema (part. Paulo Pires)

And she comes in all Fendi, Pandora bracelet
Taking half an hour off the faces of the jealous
For the flashes, she doesn’t even pose, knows she’s hot
And from any angle, she looks amazing

But the problem is this girl crashes
My system, heart short-circuits, makes me rethink
My motto of 100, lose 99, 99
From the slacker pose

Says it won’t just be a fling
With her, it’s all or nothing
And the worst part is I want it all
A dilemma that’s keeping me up at night
Reason screams no, but my heart’s deaf

My motto is no attachment but I’m begging for mercy
Just remembering kisses that leave me wanting more
She showed up in a way
That completely messed with my head
And now what do I do?

The heart of a hustler spun, wasn’t even quick
To prove it’s armored isn’t always being smart
The problem isn’t money, it’s the foolish heart
That gets fooled way easier than the mind of the old man

Could be full of options in the chaos
She doesn’t leave my mind, no matter where I go
If they ask if I’m good, I say nothing’s changed
Anyone who knows the hustler knows I’m spinning

Spun in the curves of the bad girl
Who already knows how to work a heart like a pro
Put up with it or don’t get involved
She plays tricks like it’s Kama Sutra
If the mind doesn’t freak out, the heart goes crazy

Spun in the curves of the bad girl
Who already knows how to work a heart like a pro
Plays tricks that seem like Kama Sutra
If the mind doesn’t freak out, the heart goes crazy

And she comes in all Fendi
And she comes in all Fendi
And she comes in all Fendi

And she comes in all Fendi
Pandora bracelet
Taking half an hour off the faces of the jealous
For the flashes, she doesn’t even pose, knows she’s hot
And from any angle, she looks amazing

But the problem is this girl crashes
My system, heart short-circuits, makes me rethink
My motto of 100, lose 99, 99
From the slacker pose

Says it won’t just be a fling
With her, it’s all or nothing
And the worst part is I want it all

A dilemma that’s keeping me up at night
Reason screams no, but my heart’s deaf

My motto is no attachment but I’m begging for mercy
Just remembering kisses that leave me wanting more
She showed up in a way
That completely messed with my head
And now what do I do?

The heart of a hustler spun, wasn’t even quick
To prove it’s armored isn’t always being smart
The problem isn’t money, it’s the foolish heart
That gets fooled way easier than the mind of the old man

Could be full of options in the chaos
She doesn’t leave my mind, no matter where I go
If they ask if I’m good, I say nothing’s changed
Anyone who knows the hustler knows I’m spinning

Spun in the curves of the bad girl
Who already knows how to work a heart like a pro
Put up with it or don’t get involved
She plays tricks like it’s Kama Sutra
If the mind doesn’t freak out, the heart goes crazy

Spun in the curves of the bad girl
Who already knows how to work a heart like a pro
Plays tricks that seem like Kama Sutra
If the mind doesn’t freak out, the heart goes crazy

And she comes in all Fendi
And she comes in all Fendi
Hold on tight to the rocket