Flo Jo

Flo Jo

Flow flo-jo
Zica, top, mô, no terror
If you're not at the table, you're on the menu
Even if it's to go up, we go down
If you want to mess up, there's no internet chat
I just give you my ZIP code
Oxi, I want to see you cause a stir on street 12
Oxi, you can call me by my name
Today it's just the Breck from the magnifying glass that reflects
From the north to the east
24/7, only the check is white
We deal with trouble
A strong team, fatal like a mamba
United with the bandits who command
You want Rihanna, can't handle Tatiana
Beautiful in the photograph like a betta blues
With hoop earrings and a hood, Lady Zu
The night will come
If it's not a master key, you have to understand the trick
Self-esteem without pity, fear or guilt
Satisfaction is all yours
Some run on the treadmill, others run on the road
Some multiply, others add nothing
And the fixed price of weight is overestimated
And on this side, the distilled leaves the frustrations numb
The combo is bought and the time is closed, the flow is armed
My weight is heavy and the floor is cracked
They are not satisfied
You can't put a sea inside an aquarium
I was born suspicious, I don't like trouble
But you know well, if you mess with us, we lay down
But you know well, if you mess with us, we lay down

Don't go up to go down
Don't go down to go up
You challenged to see
And I saw you disappear
We're on the front line, can't hide
Hello, favelado, you first
Don't go up to go down
Don't go down to go up
You challenged to see
And I saw you disappear
We're on the front line, can't hide
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first

Flow flo-jo oh oh
For the phallocentric dude, I'm out of time
I get on my CG and step on it, bô bô
My confidence cries boy, it's fixed
And thank goodness my intuition doesn't betray
Go with God, because you're not coming with me anymore
Go with God, because you're not coming with me anymore
Go with God, because you're not coming with me anymore
Diana Ross's glamour, Zóio de Gato's idea
I don't love fuck niggas, I just love my stage
He said I'm awesome
I said, man, I think so too
Everything I do
Man, there's no way I don't succeed
On the right side, never the wrong side
For the lessons we give, you should pay a salary
Revolt not of a slave, but of the enslaved
No effort erases my reign
My ancestors beheaded bastards
Just by touching gold, son, we feel alive
My people are not poor, they were impoverished
Don't want to face the facts, but you want to hang out with me
Maintenance of privileges or my people alive
We're in the season of breaking down doors, son
And be careful who makes mistakes
There won't always be a cover, you clown
But enjoy that it's your lucky time
If I didn't do ho'oponopono, I would have taken your place
Daughter of survivors of hell
I feel like one too, they were different hells
I met there and soon became friends with the manager
If I call him, you don't even wait in line
Respect is good, I demand and preserve life's teeth
Coward like you, only grows with a girl

Don't go up to go down
Don't go down to go up
You challenged to see
And I saw you disappear
We're on the front line, can't hide
Hello, favelado, you first
Don't go up to go down
Don't go down to go up
You challenged to see
And I saw you disappear
We're on the front line, can't hide
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first
Hello, favelado, you first
Hello, you first