Voltei Pra Cachorrada (part. MC Ryan SP)

This time, I won't forgive, no
I no longer accept your screw-ups
I'm tired of eating out of your hand
The love I felt turned into anger

On the truck's roof
Suspension sways as the girls come down
Brand new, son of a farmer
With the sound blasting and me smoking a cigarette

I'm going back to the whore, whore, whoring
Put on my boots to deal with that damn woman
I'm gonna flirt, flirt, flirt with all the bandits
Open the gate 'cause I'm back to the dog pack

I'm going back to the whore, whore, whoring
Put on my boots to deal with that damn woman
I'm gonna flirt, flirt, flirt with all the bandits
Open the gate 'cause I'm back to the dog pack

Only the bitches
Woof, woof, woof, woof
In the flock
Woof, woof, woof, woof
The cowgirls
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Aren't worth a thing
Woof, woof, woof, woof

On the roof of my truck
Suspension sways as the girls come down
I'm young, son of a farmer
With the sound blasting, me smoking a cigarette

I'm going back to the whore, whore, whoring
Put on my boots to deal with that damn woman
I'm gonna flirt, flirt, flirt with all the bandits
Open the gate 'cause I'm back to the dog pack

I'm going back to the whore, whore, whoring
Put on my boots to deal with those damn women
I'm gonna flirt, flirt, flirt with all the bandits
Open the gate 'cause I'm back to the flock

Only the bitches
Woof, woof, woof, woof
In the flock
Woof, woof, woof, woof
The cowgirls
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Aren't worth a thing
Woof, woof, woof, woof