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Shonci & Bbno$ Come To Brazil

[Chorus: bbno$]
​bbno$, bbno$
​bbno$, bbno$
​bbno$, bbno$
Bbno$ (Sure)

[Verse 1: bbno$]
Swipe a visa, she a keeper
Got fine new shit like Anitta
I'm in a 'Rari, that's a horse car (Skrr)
Got ten twos in a two-seater
f..ck ten plus two, them cops (Ah)
She sloppy my joe 'til I pop (Ah)
When I bag that bitch, I rock (Ah)
Everyone hatin' on me like Jojo Siwa
Cowboy Bebop, jet class G-Class
Depop, call my mama when I E-GOT
Shut your mouth and swallow that Tide Pod (Ah)

[Pre-Chorus: bbno$]
We finna slide through like cha-cha-cha-cha
No fufu lame shit like grra-ta-ta-ta
I chop the top off like cha-cha-cha-cha
She wanna show me her ta-ta-ta-tas
(Come-come-come to Brazil)

[Chorus: bbno$, Puterrier]
​bbno$, bbno$, bbno$
Come-come-come to Brazil (Okay)
​bbno$, bbno$, bbno$
Come-comе-come to Brazil (Oh, eu)

[Verse 2: Puterrier & bbno$]
Seja bеm-vinda ao Brasil, bebê
Vou te levar pra vista que impressiona
Depois vou te levar pra favela pra curtir um bailão que eu já vi que tu não é santa
E hoje as americana que é olhona
Vai dar rolê de meiota
Brota, mas não se espanta
De marrinha, vai virar janta
Tá fofoqueira demais, quer saber se é verdade o quanto nós transa
Oi, brota na minha cabana, te rasgo no meio com a minha katana
Oi, nice to meet you, baby, muito prazer, eu sou o Puterrier (Fodeu)
[?], rebola o bumbum
Squirt na cara, Água Perrier, huh
Ela que disse o [?]
Mas nós que te come, tipo doze hora, privê
Mano, eu tô tipo Al Capone, com o bbno$, e os cop dá pane se vê (Okay)

[Verse 3: bbno$]
Poppin' out on Rio de Janeiro
Take my shirt off, now they will be feral
Robbin' all these bag-mans, De Niro
One-zero-zero-zero-zero
Yeah, I got a couple commas in the check
Busy makin' money, ain't havin' no sex
Yeah, sorry, baby girl, you know I got you next
I'm comin' home soon, let's scramble them eggs
Got that Porschey whip, I chopped the top
And then I pour one out for Kamala
Your chick said she like my goofy ass
So I'm spammin' off her Lancelot
(bbno$)

[Pre-Chorus: bbno$]
We finna slide through like cha-cha-cha-cha
No fufu lame shit like grra-ta-ta-ta
I chop the top off like cha-cha-cha-cha
She wanna show me her ta-ta-ta-tas
(Come-come-come to Brazil)

[Chorus: bbno$]
​bbno$, bbno$, bbno$
Come-come-come to Brazil (Okay)
​bbno$, bbno$, bbno$
Come-come-come to Brazil

[Outro]
Come to Brazil-zil-zil-zil-zil-zil-zil
Come to Brazil-zil-z-z-z-zil-zil-zil-zil
Come to Brazil-zil-zil-zil-zil-zil-zil
Come to Brazil-zil-z-z-z-zil-zil-zil-zil
Come to Brazil
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