I'm getting lazy without the summertime
The rain ain't falling down on me, no
Let's pray to their lord to wash us now
I found out places i remember
Are only what my doors allow me to see Please high me, rasgue-me os sentidos
Ele só quer, quer homem bom
Pra fazer liquidação
No centro do meu paÃu00ads

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