It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand She's the owner of the game, that I know, but put it in my tongue, I've already fried I came from the favela, I'm a lot of money, I'm a friend of the gang, I live in Casim Alei I'm a fan of non-hype, I can't take it anymore, just like you'll never buy It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand Excuse me, to get to this beauty, if the day is beautiful, wonderful, she puts on the bikini And arebita, how not, look at this booty, my style is rude, so let's focus on the butt, right? She plays in the piquelodon, okay? And she learned the ball bikini from her grandma But today she grew up and shows off her body It was a bikini, right under the skirt, red, pink, all wet, the owner of the game Oh my God, what a woman She passes, comes over, over, over, leans, leans, turns and turns, turns her head, she turns, doesn't stop My God, it's a plane Oh my God Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, huh, this ass never thinks and stops, turns, turns, beats, beats, beats, turns Talk to me, baby, whatever you want to do, I want a thousand times more than you Rafinha, what's up? What? Nine on the beat, you're crazy It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand It was a red bikini, with the beach mark, what a butt, it doesn't even fit in my hand