PUTARIA 2000 Letra da música – Puterrier

PUTARIA 2000 Letra da música by Puterrier

Putaria 2000, buceta e fuzil, quebra o quadril
Empina amor
Porque eu to fumadin’, moleque novin’, super safadin’
Quem te botou?

Foi o maneirin’ ou então o magrin’
O estilosin’ ou o mais puto
O que começa aqui, acaba aqui
No atabaque joga o popô

Ê ê
Joga o popô
Hoje ninguém me atura tá que tá
Sujeito pra vender e tem pra comprar

Se eu quero comer ela quer dar
Tem que ter disposição
Não se assusta bebelzão
Com o armamento do paizão

Ê ê ê ê
Putaria 2000, buceta e fuzil, quebra o quadril
Empina amor
Porque eu to fumadin’, moleque novin’, super safadin’

Quem te botou?
Foi o maneirin’ ou então o magrin’
O estilosin’ ou o mais puto
O que começa aqui, acaba aqui

No atabaque joga o popô
Ê ê
Joga o popô
Ê ê

Joga o popô
Empina amor, empina amor
Joga o popô, ê ê
Devagar ela sobe, ela desce

Cavalgando por cima dos cria
Bota pra fuder, ê ê
Falei pra você, ê ê
Que nós faz acontecer fica à la vontê

E o popô mexe mexe
Na sintonia com a mesma batida
Ditando o ritmo hora do prazer
Bota pra “F”

Ela vê kalenji no meu porte
Babou no meu disfarce
Putaria 2000, buceta e fuzil, quebra o quadril
Empina amor

Porque eu to fumadin’, moleque novin’, super safadin’
Quem te botou?
Foi o maneirin’ ou então o magrin’
O estilosin’ ou o mais puto

O que começa aqui, acaba aqui
No atabaque joga o popô
Ê ê
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PUTARIA 2000 Lyrics English

2000 b#tching, p#ss# and rifle, break the hip
EMPINA Amor
Because I’m fumadin ‘, kid novin’, super safadin ‘
Who put you?

It was the Mannerin ‘or Magrin’
The stylesin ‘or the most pissed off
What starts here, ends here
At Atabaque Play the Popo

And is
Play the Popo
Today nobody tightens me
Subject to sell and have to buy

If I want to eat she wants to give
You have to be willing
Don’t be frightened Bebelzão
With the gading armament

Ê ê
2000 b#tching, p#ss# and rifle, break the hip
EMPINA Amor
Because I’m fumadin ‘, kid novin’, super safadin ‘

Who put you?
It was the Mannerin ‘or Magrin’
The stylesin ‘or the most pissed off
What starts here, ends here

At Atabaque Play the Popo
And is
Play the Popo
And is

Play the Popo
Empina Amor, Empina Amor
Play the Popô, ê ê
Slowly she goes up, she goes down

Riding over
Boot to f#ck, Yeah
I told you, Yeah
That we make it happen is a la vontê

And the popô moves
In tune with the same beat
Dictating the rhythm of pleasure
Boot for “f”

She sees Kalenji in my size
Babou in my disguise
2000 b#tching, p#ss# and rifle, break the hip
EMPINA Amor

Because I’m fumadin ‘, kid novin’, super safadin ‘
Who put you?
It was the Mannerin ‘or Magrin’
The stylesin ‘or the most pissed off

What starts here, ends here
At Atabaque Play the Popo
And is
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com

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PUTARIA 2000