Paraíso

Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Muirilo and LT Fepacheco!
Ah

(Next station: Paradise)

Want to know paradise? I'll show you how it works
Seven cars in the garage
I don't fall for the big girl's talk
I'll never be straight again
So I'm going to jet off to Barcelona
If I get tired of it, I might go to Rome

It's just that the thugs became chic
You have refined tastes
It's a baron in every whiskey, five hundred in the joint
Respected wherever you go
I don't send messages
Find me alone in the breeze

With the best models in Sampa
Girl, you know very well whose boss
Tell me who eats you and supports you
Who treats you like a princess, whether at a funk or samba dance
When she sees the bag she calms down
Do magic using your butt
Come to my planet on Tuesday and only leave on Monday

No matter where you go
Lots of gold but I'm discreet
They love those who have a motor
The boss doesn't want to give it quietly
Don't bother me and forget about love
Leave it down, I'm smart
Lots of gear in your ass
I'll only call you if it's for sex

Everything good will be here
I'm rich and I have to admit that
I was stronger than those who wanted to see me fall
It was from the falls in life that I learned
That to get rich you have to invest
That to multiply you have to divide
That thanking is better than asking

I left the Porsche resting and went
Spinning around in the slums
BMW without a hood, just to take a look
In the early mornings of waves
Always careful with the thighs, right?
March on the track and let's go, without wasting time which is money

I left the Porsche resting and went
Spinning around in the slums
BMW without a hood, just to take a look
In the early mornings of waves
Always careful with the thighs, right?
March on the track and let's go, without wasting time

Want to know paradise? I'll show you how it works
Seven cars in the garage
I don't fall for the big girl's talk
I'll never be straight again
So I'm going to jet off to Barcelona
If I get tired of it, I might go to Rome

Want to know paradise? I'll show you how it works
Seven cars in the garage
I don't fall for the big girl's talk
I'll never be straight again
So I'm going to jet off to Barcelona
If I get tired of it, I might go to Rome

Welcome to my world
Your paradise
Your paradise

Murilo and LT, Fepacheco!