I don't know what's missing for this love to work
Did I mess up by pleasing you too much?
With a jaca cut and outlaw Loratil
Call a moto-taxi, the kid'll bring it
Loving you like I do, I didn't even want to
But this shallow life is so good sometimes
Weekly dilemma, drugs are
Good only for your ego and bad for your heart
She watches me, made a fake
From the beat, from the honey, I came
Con artist, don't lie to me
Your love takes me, my lady, after at the setorzin'
Balloon on my ear, baby, Carlinho's son, lil dude
Flex, feel me, I have the face of crime
Sometimes it seems I live on lies
Chasing illusions that have nothing to do with it
You're still gonna be mine, Rocinha babe
Craudinho said my cred's in the dendê
I don't care what others say
I only regret what I didn't do
In matters of love, the heart's who speaks
I accept all your crises
And I pretend I believe what you say
But when we're in love, I'm the happiest thug
But when we love, I am