Aposentei o 12 Molas

I retired the twelve springs, I'm going in flip-flops
Missing the time when I had nothing to prove
Broken is broken, you know that's how we are
But what's up man? Where do you want to go?

Today I'm going with a magnifying glass on my face, messing everything up
Today it's just stick and water, it's us who give you direction
Ask who are the guys who sleep during the day
But during the night only collect money

She already saw by the waist that we are word
She arrived with a twist, I'll take her home
Slut, asks for it, scoundrel with a lot of bullets
Look at my face, where do you want to go?

My neck is shining, shining too much
I'm seeing things differently from a while back
We're just passing through, we have a lot of passage
In massage parlors, we mess up the place
She asks for it in the mouth, in the face
Swore she was a saint, what saint is like that?
We mistreat, slap in the face
Doctrine the naughty one and she comes back to me

I'm the train you wanted to have
You can't, so cry
I won't call you
No, no, no, no, no, no
Ask for it, ask for it, ask for it in the mouth, in the face
Swore she was a saint, what saint is like that?

We mistreat, slap in the face
Doctrine the naughty one and she comes back to me
I'm the train you wanted to have
You can't, so cry
I won't call you
No, no, no, no, no, no

I retired the twelve springs, I'm going in flip-flops
Missing the time when I had nothing to prove
Broken is broken, you know that's how we are
But what's up man? Where do you want to go?

Today I'm going with a magnifying glass on my face, messing everything up
Today it's just stick and water, it's us who give you direction
Ask who are the guys who sleep during the day
But during the night only collect money

She already saw by the waist that we are word
She arrived with a twist, I'll take her home
Slut, asks for it, scoundrel with a lot of bullets
Look at my face, where do you want to go?

My neck is shining, shining too much
I'm seeing things differently from a while back
We're just passing through, we have a lot of passage
In massage parlors, we mess up the place
She asks for it in the mouth, in the face
Swore she was a saint, what saint is like that?
We mistreat, slap in the face
Doctrine the naughty one and she comes back to me

I'm the train you wanted to have
You can't, so cry
I won't call you
No, no, no, no, no, no
I won't call you
No, no, no, no, no, no