Yung Lixo – Bike

Yung Lixo – Bike Lyrics

Artist: Yung Lixo
Song: Bike

Alô!
Oi? Quem é?
É a mãe do Nogueira
Chama ele aí pra mim, por favor?

Aê, tava pensando em ti cara
Vamo sair com aquela mina ou não?
Partiu
Quando vou sair de casa

Eu já fico no preparo, tô muito acostumado
Com as vadias baba aro, e por falar em vadia só
Tem uma que eu quero e é hoje que eu pego
Pro passeio no corpo de ferro

Subo a rua e lá tá ela, chego tipo febre amarela
Minha bike é aquarela e tua cara é minha tela
Mas eu não tenho carro, isso é melhor que fusca
Então vê se me desculpa e sobe na garupa

E a bike desceu a ladeira
Marcando o asfalto da rua inteira
Quase atropelo aquela freira
Pena que amanhã já é segunda feira

E a bike desceu a ladeira
Até chegar na casa do Nogueira
Arrebentei a porta só na brincadeira
E a mãe do cara que ficou cabreira

Ele saiu, da porta de tela, com um saco cheio de
Pão com mortadela, se ligou que ia segurar uma puta vela
E começou a mandar uma tal de ideia
De ir num lugar

Calmo vamo lá vai ser legal tem um rio e um matagal
E eu juro que não vou encher o saco
Com desgosto eu disse que sim
Mas enfim, era a chance de eu ter ela só pra mim

E a bike desceu a ladeira
Com a japonesa na minha traseira
O Guinoke na minha dianteira
E eu pensando se você era solteira

E a bike desceu a ladeira
Pneu levantou poeira
A roda entortou na buraqueira
E você voou na cachoeira

E morr – merda, já era
Tá morta, que bosta
E o que fazemos com o corpo dessa gostosa
Vou tentar te reviver, com toda minha força

Pena que tem um monte de girino na tua boca
Fui ligar pro hospital, celular tá sem sinal
Tomamo no cu bonito
E agora, meu amigo?

Sentamos ali, bem do lado dela, desembrulhando
E comendo pão com mortadela
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Bike Lyrics – English Translation

Hello!
Hi? Who is it?
She is the mother of the walnut
Call him there for me, please?

I was thinking of you man
Let’s go out with that mine or not?
Left
When I’m leaving home

I’m already in the preparation, I’m very accustomed
With the sl#ts Baba Aro, and speaking of a b#tch alone
There’s one I want and it’s today that I get
Pro ride on iron body

I climb the street and there it is, I get yellow fever type
My bike is watercolor and your face is my screen.
But I do not have a car, this is better than fusca
So see if I’m sorry and rise in the croup

And the bike went down the slope
Marking the whole street asphalt
Almost run over that nun
Pity that tomorrow is already Monday

And the bike went down the slope
Until arriving at Nogueira’s house
I broke the door just in the joke
And the mother of the guy who was

He left, from the screen door, with a bag full of
Bread with mortadella, he called he was going to hold a b#tch candle
And he started sending such an idea
To go in a place

Calm vamo there will be cool has a river and a matagal
And I swear I will not fill the bag
With disgust I said yes
But anyway, it was the chance for me to have it just for me.

And the bike went down the slope
With the Japanese on my back
Guinoke on my front
And I wondering if you were single

And the bike went down the slope
Tire raised dust
The wheel stroked in the lurkier
And you flew at the waterfall

And Morr – sh#t, it was already
You’re dead, what a shit.
And what we do with this sexy body
I’ll try to relive you, with all my strength.

Pity that has a pile of tadpole in your mouth
I went to call the hospital, cell phone is no sign.
I’ll take a beautiful #ss
And now, my friend?

We sat there, right on her side, unwrapping
And eating bread with mortadella
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Yung Lixo Lyrics – Bike

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From the album:
Role no Germânia / Te Entendo Yung Lixo [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021