Choro Igual Neguin do Corte

I can have my hair in the ruler
With the fancy suit, full of the bag
But if I go without eating, whore
It's like a death sentence

Fuck, how is that possible?
If I go without eating pussy
I cry like Neguin do Corte
If I go without eating pussy
I cry like Neguin do Corte
If I go without eating pussy
I cry like Neguin do Corte

I don't want trouble, I don't want stress
I don't want trouble, I don't want stress
I want a bitch who sits on my dick
Shake the mood only up and down
I want a bitch who sits on my dick
Shake the mood only up and down
I want a bitch who sits on my dick
Shake the mood only up and down

If I go without eating pussy
I cry like Neguin do Corte
If I go without eating pussy
I cry like Neguin do Corte

I don't want trouble, I don't want stress
I don't want trouble, I don't want stress
I want a bitch who sits on my dick
Shake the mood only up and down
I want a bitch who sits on my dick
The mood swings only up and down