47Ter, uh, I'm listening?
Hey

We can't get into the club because we've been turned away
We wanted to do interviews, no one came to talk to us
We insulted the bouncer, we did everything we had to
And a big acceleration and damn we stalled
He lifted our mothers, he hit like on a cajón
It was the icing on the Garonne, yeah my uncle on your mother
With all the respect I owe you, even if there's not much
I'm pretty sure of myself when I'm not at risk of getting hit
We have the money, we have the talent but it won't be enough
We are modest and nonchalant but it won't be enough
We go too fast we get ahead but it won't be enough
And for a feat there will be a wait, your flow "won't be enough"
47Ter is an elegant group
We never fucked mothers, we never put on gloves
47Ter could sound like a gang
But no one took ten firm, they call us the "boy band"
I'm not afraid of the life we lead
I'm more afraid that my mother won't recover
Coke and hookers during the week, wAllah don't tell her
If I end up in the closet it's because I'm not easygoing
If you want us to fight, I'm going to rip your spine out
Since I semi-céper, I can wear ugly clothes
My grandfather went to war, I was picking pockets
Of the ienclis I am the master, I have the Kalashnikov
We entered the circle, we put you in the trunk
I did well to repeat twice, I'm strong in Brazilian
I've been around the world three times without ever traveling a kilometer
I fuck the prod and I give birth to too long verses by cesarean
Watch out for your girl, soon she will be mine

The Earth is round, one day we will be on all the waves
One day we will arrive like bombs
And like the blues we will be world champions

La-lala-lala, lalalalalala, lala-lala
Lalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala (hey), la

La-lala-lala, lalalalalala, lala-lala
Lalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
Lahilahilahilalahi

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