Acasos - Vilão, Harold, Bispo

Olha p'às horas

Tão boy mas tás com pressa?

Esse gajo está sempre com pressa

Calma aí mano

Yeah, yeah

Casa cheia, bom clima, muita prima a rondar

Na plateia mão p’ra cima não tem como não olhar

Enquanto eu canto, encanto a menina do bar

É uma querida serve mais bebida

E sem disfarçar, é atrevida e dá-me um toque

Já tou grogue, ela é top, fica mais bonita a cada copo

Tem aliança, mas nem noto mais um licor com gelo eu brindo

Mais um palco e eu piso e sem coro ser preciso

A princesa quer vir comigo

Nem me conhece e diz que eu sou o protótipo ideal

Tenho juízo e sou o tal, tal e qual o que ela queria

E diz que nunca ouviu flow igual e o show especial

Seria se no final tivesse companhia

Ela aparenta ser mais velha, se calhar vale a espera

Sou puto, mas não me iludo, ela quer uma queca

É a party que conduz, ou será pelo estatuto?

Se for eu parto e desmarco e ponto no assunto

«It's getting kinda strange I might tonight

It’s getting kinda freaking hard

It’s getting kinda freaking hard to explain.»

Ahn, Ahn

Uma groupie típica, é com vinte e picos, nem liga aos beats

Liga aos tipos que dropam barras d’outros tipos

Quer feats dos brutos, no mute, p’ró gig afina o Lux

Só truques no face só fotos de book ilude

Um metro e sessenta de prenda apresenta

Perna com renda (so good)

Vestido é curto, hálito a menta no currículo um canudo

Sob a influência de abuso tem bons toques, MIDI

Toques com truques de arrasto sou pato bravo nem vi

God dos putos não papes, ela tem traços, taxante e b

Solteira estudante e se está drunk fica nasty

Crazy in love, tipo Beyoncé e Jay-Z

E eu só penso em virar duque nas curvas da Daisy

Mexe a anca tarraxa, encaixa dá tudo o que tem

Agarra a tranca da muchacha se tem borracha não sei

Aumento a taxa na marcha levantei copos, brindei

Ela não relaxa e dá-me graxa p’ra a levar pa onde eu vivo

Hoje eu não gasto mais pasta, hasta

Deviam ir mais dois comparsas, não tens amigas no piso contigo?

Puxou do móvel, olha à volta e diz que o baile lhe agrada

A cara de caso diz tudo, ficou sozinha na balada

Fala-me do decor no club 'tá-me a deixar no mood

Digo «Eu já bebi demais», ela diz logo «Eu conduzo»

Mata-se à pressa, eu Grey Goose, eu dou por mim no bote dela

No rádio toca The Bamboos, acendo o nite à janela

Leva-me só… Leva-me só…

Adicionou-me lá no Facebook

Não hesitei eu aceitei tinha uma face cute

Um coche tímido não deixei que o puto

Não falasse ou calasse e ficasse mute

Eu disse que talvez a conhecia nem mais

E ela disse que talvez quando cantei em Cascais

Mas eu sei que me encantei, quase virei bom rapaz

E eu sei que não existe lei em jogos ocasionais

Foram dias de conversa já não acabava

Gostou de mim e vice-versa, tudo conectava

Marcámos um cinema e eu só hesitava irmão

Cada silêncio eu pensava se beijava ou não

Marcamos outro cinema, outro e mais outro

Primeiro beijo no meu carro, quase fiquei louco

Mas como vejo só um beijo sabe sempre a pouco

E o meu desejo embacia os vidros de novo

Ficamos no bem bom, era gostosa eu 'tava apaixonado

A curtir um som, mais que tudo e um sonho molhado

Meses passaram talvez a culpa foi minha

Talvez esforcei-me pouco deixei-te na luta sozinha

Talvez eu não atino o destino é que quis assim

Sou menino às vezes sinto mas sempre feliz enfim, mas…

Piso nisto por inteiro, solteiro mau rapaz até sentir o formigueiro

Tu sabes, tu sabes…

«It's getting kinda freaking hard to explain

It’s something in here, i’ts making me invisible of… of sight.»

look at the time

So boy but are you in a hurry?

This guy is always in a hurry

calm down bro

Yeah yeah

Full house, good weather, lots of cousins ​​around

In the audience, hands up, there's no way not to look

While I sing, I charm the girl at the bar

It's a darling pour more drink

And without hiding it, she is sassy and gives me a touch

I'm already groggy, she's top, she gets prettier with every glass

There's a wedding ring, but I don't even notice a liqueur with ice anymore, I toast

One more stage and I step on and without the choir being necessary

The princess wants to come with me

She doesn't even know me and says I'm the ideal prototype

I have sense and am the one, just like she wanted

And he says he has never heard the same flow and the special show

It would be if in the end there was company

She looks older, maybe it's worth the wait

I'm pissed, but I'm not kidding, she wants to get laid

Is the party leading, or is it by statute?

If it's me, I'll leave and cancel the appointment and drop the subject

«It's getting kinda strange I might tonight

It's getting kinda freaking hard

It’s getting kinda freaking hard to explain.»

ah, ah

A typical groupie, it's twenty-peaks, it doesn't even care about the beats

Links to types that drop bars of other types

Want feats from the brutes, on the mute, for the gig tune the Lux

Just tricks on Facebook just photos from a book deceive

One meter and sixty of the garment presents

Leg with lace (so good)

Dress is short, mint breath on the curriculum a straw

Under the influence of abuse there are good touches, MIDI

Touches with drag tricks I'm a brave duck I didn't even see

God of the putos no papes, she has traits, taxante and b

Single student and if you're drunk you get nasty

Crazy in love, like Beyoncé and Jay-Z

And all I think about is becoming a Duke in Daisy's curves

Move the slingshot hip, fit in with everything you have

Grab the lock of the muchacha if it has rubber, I don't know

I increased the rate on the march, raised glasses, toasted

She doesn't relax and gives me polish to take her to where I live

Today I don't use paste anymore, hasta

Two more cronies should go, don't you have friends on the floor with you?

He pulled it out of the piece of furniture, looked around and said that he liked the dance

The case face says it all, she was alone in the club

Tell me about the decor at the club 'it's leaving me in the mood

I say «I already drank too much», she immediately says «I drive»

Kill yourself in a hurry, I Gray Goose, I find myself in her boat

The Bamboos plays on the radio, I light the nite at the window

Take me alone... Take me alone...

Added me on Facebook

I didn't hesitate, I accepted, he had a cute face

A timid coach did not let the kid

Don't speak or keep silent and stay mute

I said that maybe I knew her no more

And she said that maybe when I sang in Cascais

But I know that I was enchanted, I almost became a good guy

And I know that there is no law in occasional games

There were days of conversation, it never ended

He liked me and vice versa, everything connected

We scheduled a cinema and I just hesitated brother

Every silence I thought about whether to kiss or not

We scheduled another cinema, another and another

First kiss in my car, I almost went crazy

But since I only see a kiss, it always tastes a little

And my desire fogs up the windows again

We stayed in the well, it was delicious, I was in love

To enjoy a sound, more than anything it's a wet dream

Months passed, maybe it was my fault

Maybe I put a little effort into it, I left you in the fight alone

Maybe I don't reach fate, I wanted it that way

I'm a boy sometimes I feel but always happy anyway, but...

I walk all over it, single bad guy until I feel the tingling

You know, you know...

«It's getting kinda freaking hard to explain

It’s something in here, i’t making me invisible of… of sight.”