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Late Night Talk

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(bridge)
Hublots designer clothes
With a bad hoe sound like a good time
But the maldives with my baby sounds like it stops time
Sex under the stars at the beach got me drunk
Wit your love
Your love
Your love

(chorus)
Let the weed blow
Ridin down the road with my homie
Talkin bout girls shows cars late night trippin
Starin at the stars


(verse)
Entre suspiros e beijos entre o amor e o desejo
Veio ela aquela que acalma a alma
That makes it sweet when it sour
That makes me late when she showers
I aint trippin I could wait her for hours
Cant forget bout the family the people that brought me up
Aquele amor que vem do berco sem preco
Q eu nem sei se mereco
Fala ae dos muleque e dos role
About the crew 22s
The homies and the fools
It was all about them dirtbikes and the weed pipes
Always talkin reckless and some club fights
Then I came to miami wit my eyes on a grammy
Thought I was ready for work but I was still in my jammies
Wanted to fuck the world
But little did I kno the world made me a man

Entao se liga no plano que era te carro do ano
Anda sempre nos pano
Porque aprendi em bh q ce oq ce tem
Cê ta feliz sei lá mas eu qria também
O que se leva dessa vida e a vida que se leva
Glad I learned to live better
Entao so tenho a agradece pelas 7 primaveras

(chorus)
Let the weed blow
Ridin down the road with my homie
Talkin bout girls shows cars late night trippin
Starin at the stars

(verse)
Ridin round the city the moon was movin wit me
Had a quarter of gas n my girl ridin wit me
Right after my shows we'd discus how'd it go
Always talkin bout this, this, this, this and that girl
They were lookin and giggling but for real they missed me
Cause my eyes were on you n my mind was imagining
The next stop of the night type of moments
That would last for a life
I bet these days will stick wit me wit a tear and a smile
Belvedere e onde eu me encontro
Com as histórias q eu te conto
O postin na avenida do krug que se sempre o ponto
Da bagunca dos muleque que era meio pivete
De aba reta tatuado tudo louco com rap
Nem melhor nem pior simplesmente diferente da maioria
I'll remember all those times e com mta alegria
Viver e uma arte agradeco quem fez parte
Dessa minha poesia

(chorus)
Let the weed blow
Ridin down the road with my homie
Talkin bout girls shows cars late night trippin
Starin at the stars

Composição: Ricardo Vieira Filho

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