of the bar news. With Furacão 2000. 2000. Hey, Furacão 2000, look at my face. This is your boyfriend. Hey, woman, it's Furacão. Look at this. Stop saying you're my girlfriend. What is that? Are you single? I said I know you like it, woman. At this time, Luan says he loves you. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's a ball, and then it sticks. It's tasty. Where's the woman's scream that wants to be my faithful girlfriend? But without this girlfriend, I was born to be loose. I don't want a commitment, just a nice comb. At the time of making love, Luan says he loves you. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's a ball, and then it sticks. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's a ball, and then it sticks. Where's the woman's scream that wants to be my faithful girlfriend? It's me, Furacão. So stop saying that you're my girlfriend. That I only make love to you at the time of making love. What is this, man? It's a combo. It's Furacão 2000, you know? Look. At this time, Luan says he loves you. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's a ball, and then it sticks. It's heating up, baby. It's rolling, baby. It's going down, baby. It's a ball, and then it sticks. Like this. Furacão 2000.