Trap de Cria 2 (part. Danzo e Veigh)

Trap de Cria 2 (feat. Danzo and Veigh)

[Kyan]
Ah, ah, ah
There, let it play just for me to practice then
While this shithead is here
Oh, oh, oh, hot bitch, you sit and grind
You go wild on top of the dick
During my shift you want to come buy drugs
At night you come back with burning in your pussy
Stop, stop, stop, no, no, no, no
I'll sing normally, don't censor anything
And that's it

Oh, oh, oh
Hot bitch, you sit and grind
You go wild, on top of the dick
During my shift, you want to come buy drugs
At night you come back, wanting burning in your pussy
Slap on the face, hair pull
I thrust hard and throw it inside
It's just pounding, your legs trembling
Moaning, with wet tongue on the clit

Skinny mandrake, carrying the kit
Disassembles, escapes from the cops
Doing runs in the 157
So you can sit on the weekend
Likes whiskey, likes marijuana
If it's to sit, you don't get tired
Monday to Monday, knocking on the door
Asking for dick and 10g of marijuana

Look Kyan, interesting scene
For the girls, the most addictive drug
Is the black mandrake, the face of the bust
That leaves them weak with the big dick
So young girl, give your best
We know you're not a girl anymore
Sit with force, bounce with force
Bounce and sit hard all night

So young girl, give your best
We know you're not a girl anymore
Sit with force, bounce with force
Bounce and sit hard all night
So young girl, give your best
We know you're not a girl anymore
Sit with force, bounce with force
Bounce and sit hard all night

[Danzo]
I used to walk, now I don't walk anymore (Yeah)
I'll launch the big ship, party of sportlife (Ah, ah)
I'll grab that ass, and throw it on my saddle (Vroom, vroom)
She's in Bubu, bitch lands I'm with a magnifying glass
Pull, hold and pass, go fuck in the wave (Fuck in the wave)
You don't even disguise it, your friends point (Already pointing)
I know you're a slut, I don't trust (Ah, ah)
I fucked your pussy and you blew my spear

Even in sex, I pull your braid
Grind moaning and dancing, I'm stuck and there's no bail
You turn purple, just slap on the pulp
Took my blouse from France, just to come back next week

[Veigh]
Fucking this girl in the back seat of the car (Skrr, skrr)
She knows me, but doesn't really know what I do (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
How much money does this little guy from São Paulo make
Always full of gold, and several bitches by his side (Bitch)
Open sky party, loves it when Dricka plays (Yeah)
Whatever the hood, it's always the same thing (Yeay)
Where these kids get involved, there's always a lot of cash (Cash)
And everything they say, the favela identifies with

Go down, go down, smoke, fuck, dance for the little ones
If it's a gangster party, swing the, swing the spear
Go down, go down, smoke, fuck, dance for the little ones
If it's a gangster party, swing the, swing the spear