Aguenta (part. Lura)
Ntxiga casa ku gana braçabo
Ma en atxabu ku rosto puxado
Ma en ba trabadjo en deixa roupa fulhado
Reclama toadja riba cama modjado
Mi Mario Marta homi nem ka mariado
Pá nha família nta trabadja cansado
Ma nha badia dja poi odju ku mi
Nem hora kin fazi dreto
Ki fari si bu tem razón
Fim di simana rapazis
Txoman
Pa toma um pé
La bar di ma santa
Ami go nem ka nem ka di kes
Hoji djan graba
Ninguem ka ta paran
Hoji nta rabela
Hoji nta rabela
Hoji nta rabela
Si kre nka atxa nada
Abo sortiado
Bu ranja preta bonita
Midjer di casa
Code mimada
Papa discunfia
Ma sime dau bençon
Pa bu recebedu ku porta raganhado
Si eh pa keli
Ku bai nha cutelo
Ku pidin noiva
Ku uma festa bedju
So basofaria ku calça ramangado
Si nsabeba nficaba la
Ami tb djan txoma nha cumadri
Pe compu bonita pa nu ba ma santa
Nka ta tormenta nka importa
Nka ta fadiga
E toki u txiga u ta poi bu panela riba
Hoji nta rabela
Hoji nta rabela
Hoji nta rabela
I bu ka ta atxa nada
Hold On (feat. Lura)
Enter the house with a brazen attitude
But I'm not impressed with your arrogant face
You go to work and leave your clothes scattered
Complaining all wet on the soaked bed
I, Mario Marta, man not even married
For my family, I work tired
But my lady put an eye on me
Not even when I do things right
How far if you have a reason
End of the week, guys
Get together
To have a drink
At the bar of my saint
I go, not even one of them
Today we record
No one stops
Today we rebel
Today we rebel
Today we rebel
If you don't find anything
You lucky one
You find a pretty black queen
Spoiled housewife
Conceited attitude
Dad suspects
But I still give blessings
For you to receive with a messy door
If it's for that
To go to my knife
With a bride request
With a wild party
Just boasting with ripped pants
If we knew we'd end up there
I also took my cousin
To the pretty computer to go to the saint
I won't torment, no matter
I won't tire
And when you arrive, you'll put your pot on
Today we rebel
Today we rebel
Today we rebel
And you won't find anything