Voltei Pra Cachorrada (part. MC Ryan SP)
Dessa vez, eu não vou perdoar, não
Não aceito mais suas vaciladas
Cansei de comer na palma da sua mão
O amor que eu sentia virou raiva
Na capota da caminhonete
Suspensão balança enquanto as bebê desce
Novinho, fi de fazendeiro
Com o som torando e eu fumando um paiero
Eu vou voltar pra puta, puta, putaria
Botar minha bota pra botar nessa danada
Eu vou roçar, roçar, roçar todas as bandidas
Abre a porteira que eu voltei pra cachorrada
Eu vou voltar pra puta, puta, putaria
Botar minha bota pra botar nessa danada
Eu vou roçar, roçar, roçar todas as bandidas
Abre a porteira que eu voltei pra cachorrada
Só as cachorras
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Na revoada
Woof, woof, woof, woof
As boiadeiras
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Não valem nada
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Na capota da minha caminhonete
Suspensão balança enquanto as bebê desce
Eu novinho, fi de fazendeiro
Com o som torando, eu fumando um paiero
Eu vou voltar pra puta, puta, putaria
Botar minha bota pra botar nessa danada
Eu vou roçar, roçar, roçar todas as bandidas
Abre a porteira que eu voltei pra cachorrada
Eu vou voltar pra puta, puta, putaria
Botar minha bota pra botar nessas danada
Eu vou roçar, roçar, roçar todas as bandidas
Abre a porteira que eu voltei pra revoada
Só as cachorras
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Na revoada
Woof, woof, woof, woof
As boiadeiras
Woof, woof, woof, woof
Não valem nada
Woof, woof, woof, woof
I Returned to the Dog Pack (feat. 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
Escrita por: Anslem Douglas / Batidão Stronda / BRENO MAJOR / Gabriel BK / Gabriel Cantini / Leandrinho / Mãozinha / Tinho WT / Umberto Tavares / Victor Junior