Boom Boom de Malokeiro

She is hot
He doesn't just like pink
She likes a chat
Wherever it arrives, it fits in
Poisonous weed type
Roll in a combo
Rude girl, sometimes affectionate
The pure verse and prose in the flow of the powerful
Resolved and majestic
Spoiled and liar

And she owns the hair
Owner of your scent
Of your whole body
Well-dressed in the boom style of a thugger
Owner of the hair, of the hair
Owner of your scent
Of your whole body
Well-dressed in style
Boom good good good of thugger

And with prosperity in the eyes
She owns her steps
Are you tired of stumbling?
This world is small
What is mine I will find
In my children, my job
That's what I have to focus on
They put me in this game
Now I want to win
Without losing my essence
I know I'll go far
I'm rhyming and shaking
As long as my body lets me
In this sudden flow
I'll go until the Sun rises

And she owns the hair
Owner of your scent
Of your whole body