Jocelyn Flores Letra da música – LUCKHAOS

Jocelyn Flores Letra da música by LUCKHAOS

Capô de fusca, grandão
Parecia um morango madurão, que delícia
Capô de fusca, grandão
Parecia um morango madurão, que delícia

Capô de fusca, grandão
Parecia um morango madurão, que delícia
Dia três
Era dezembro ou março, eu não sei

Sei que nesse dia eu te peguei
Foi na hora do recreio, quando geral saiu da sala
E o professor foi mó otário
Enrolou na sala umas meia hora

E eu te cutucava toda hora
Rezando pro maluco sair da sala, de pau duraço
Calça legging, pata de camelo ‘tava linda, chefe
Toda inchadinha, parecia um jegue

E eu ‘tava nervoso, tipo, pra caralho, de pau melado
E quando aconteceu, eu ‘tava tremendo, tipo, meu Deus
Ela veio pra cima, agora fudeu
Eu chego botando a mão no Amadeu

E o Amadeu ‘tava duro pra caralho, tipo, meu amigo
Mão no Amadeu, apertou, fudeu, já gozou
A calça melada, geral me zoou
Mão no Amadeu, apertou, fudeu, já gozou

A calça melada, geral me zoou
Capô de fusca, grandão
Parecia um morango madurão, que delícia
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Jocelyn Flores Lyrics English

Fusca hood, big
It looked like a ripe strawberry, what a delight
Fusca hood, big
It looked like a ripe strawberry, what a delight

Fusca hood, big
It looked like a ripe strawberry, what a delight
Day three
It was December or March, I do not know

I know that that day I caught you
It was at the time of recreation, when overall he left the room
And the teacher was a sucker
Curled in the room a half hour

And I nudged you all the time.
Praying for crazy to get out of the room, duraço
Legging pants, camel paw ‘tava linda, boss
All swollen, looked like a jegue

And I was nervous, like, f#cking, honeyed
And when it happened, I had been trembling, like, my God
She came up, now fudeu
I get to put your hand on Amadeu

And the amadeu ‘was f#cking hard, like, my friend
Hand in the amadeu, squeezed, fudeu, has already enjoyed
The melted pants, general
Hand in the amadeu, squeezed, fudeu, has already enjoyed

The melted pants, general
Fusca hood, big
It looked like a ripe strawberry, what a delight
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LUCKHAOS Lyrics – Jocelyn Flores

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