Skank
Osamba Paconé
National Girl
Here in this closed world
she is incredible
With her indefectible black dress
I hate her style,
br/>but thinking about it
She closes with my dreams
like no one else
Know yourself
and I know myself well
I am a any vulgarity,
well, sometimes I forget
And I pretend I'm not pretending when I ignore
That she dominates me at
first glance
Because she spills a banquet,
a mansion
An angel in a dress, a hell of a libido
She's so showy that maybe
it's a lie
Who I wish my face was made of
sucupira
Beat it laun, daun daun
Beat it, loom, dap'n daun
Beat it laun, baun baun
I I want to taste you
Steam cooked
I want to taste you
Without fear and without love

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