Latin EDM with a touch of tribal techno. Determined & exciting. ...Latin EDM with a touch of tribal techno. Determined & exciting. Electronics & rhythm.
Latin EDM with a touch of tribal techno. Determined & exciting. ...Latin EDM with a touch of tribal techno. Determined & exciting. Electronics & rhythm.
Lyrics ... Naive, relaxed & carefree Brazilian pop song based on a bossa nova ...Naive, relaxed & carefree Brazilian pop song based on a bossa nova rhythm with a light electro influence. An ode to the pleasures of day-to-day love. Female singer & backing vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, Brazilian & electronic percussion.
Quero ser pra sempre seu melhor bom dia
Todo dia café na cama com pãozinho e margarina
Pra despertar de mais um dia
Bom Bom Bom Bom Bom
Quero ser pra sempre seu melhor bom dia
Todo dia café na cama com pãozinho e margarina
Pra despertar de mais um dia
Bom Bom Bom
Felicidade pode ser bem mais daquilo que se vê
Felicidade pode ser bem mais daquilo que se tem
Felicidade pode ser bem agradecer a vida
Despertar de cada som, amanhecer do dia
Quero ser pra sempre seu melhor bom dia
Todo dia café na cama com pãozinho e margarina
Pra despertar de mais um dia
EN:
Good good good good
Good good good good
Good good good good
Good
Good good good good
Good good good good
Good good good good
Good
I want to be your best good morning forever
Every day coffee in bed with bread and margarine
To wake up for another day
Good good good good
I want to be your best good morning ever
Every day coffee in bed with bagels and margarine
To wake up from another day
Good good
Happiness can be much more than you can see
Happiness can be much more than what you have
Happiness can be thanking life
Awakening to every sound, dawning of the day
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Good good good good
Good
Good good good good
Good good good good good
Good good good good good
I want to always be your best good morning
Every day coffee in bed with bread and margarine
To wake up for another day
Good good good
Instrumental. Underscore. Naive, relaxed & carefree Brazilian pop ...Instrumental. Underscore. Naive, relaxed & carefree Brazilian pop track based on a bossa nova rhythm with a retro touch & a light drum & bass influence. Acoustic & electric guitar, Brazilian & electronic percussion.
Lyrics ... Cheerful, exotic & percussive pop song influenced by north-east ...Cheerful, exotic & percussive pop song influenced by north-east Brazilian rhythm. Green cobra don't bite me, i'd rather stay pain-free in a woman's arms... Male vocals, electric guitar, apito, claves, surdo, pandeiro, drum machine, busy bass synth & keys.
BR:
Cobra Verde não me morde pra quem não tem curador,
nos braços de uma morena eu morro e não fica a dor
ENG:
Green snake don't bite me for those who don't have a healer,
in the arms of a brunette I die, there's no pain
Lyrics ... Explicit language. Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm, sung in ...Explicit language. Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm, sung in Spanish & with a spanglish flow. Latin percussions, flûte & scratch & synth.
Negrita ve.No me esperes en la casa, que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve
Make me introduce pan the beat, You don now how ́s this, Pana black from the hill,San Andres mc, We got all the caleñas crazy, And the paisas wetting, Bogotanas giving away them pussy,
We no diling with non batty man her, Yous bring the whiskey, Make we drying the hold day, And we light up the roof with faller,
Hans up hilla, More more falla.
Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum...
Fake boobs,Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs Fake blond, Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Four o'clock in the morning, Everyone going, Me and my nagger,
Still want some funny ́s, Some une en la pista se, Vamo a seguirla,
My nagger se donde,Straight to my crib now... Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum... Hasta q salga el sol no me muevo,Por q la quiero seguir pasando bueno (bis)
Fake boobs, Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs, Fake blonds,Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. (bis)Lising up
Negrita ve, No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis) Ah ah ah bitches and rum... Aa a ah bitches and rum... That what you like... Ah ah ah... Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Lyrics ... Explicit language. Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm, sung in ...Explicit language. Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm, sung in Spanish & with a spanglish flow. Latin percussions, flûte & scratch & synth.
Negrita ve.No me esperes en la casa, que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve
Make me introduce pan the beat, You don now how ́s this, Pana black from the hill,San Andres mc, We got all the caleñas crazy, And the paisas wetting, Bogotanas giving away them pussy,
We no diling with non batty man her, Yous bring the whiskey, Make we drying the hold day, And we light up the roof with faller,
Hans up hilla, More more falla.
Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum...
Fake boobs,Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs Fake blond, Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Four o'clock in the morning, Everyone going, Me and my nagger,
Still want some funny ́s, Some une en la pista se, Vamo a seguirla,
My nagger se donde,Straight to my crib now... Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum... Hasta q salga el sol no me muevo,Por q la quiero seguir pasando bueno (bis)
Fake boobs, Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs, Fake blonds,Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. (bis)Lising up
Negrita ve, No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis) Ah ah ah bitches and rum... Aa a ah bitches and rum... That what you like... Ah ah ah... Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm. Latin percussions, flute & ...Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rhythm. Latin percussions, flute & scratch & synth.
Lyrics ... Rhythmic, festive & lively baile funk Carioca sung in Brazilian. It's ...Rhythmic, festive & lively baile funk Carioca sung in Brazilian. It's all about the dancing at favela parties. Male rapper & backing vocals, saxophone, synth, Brazilian & electronic percussion.
BR:
Diretamente das ladeiras do morro da Conceição Recife Pernambuco Brasil
a vida do crime não leva nada irmão
consciência pra favela
liberdade pros irmãos
to ligado viu
Eu vou pro baile eu to ligado vc não vai vai hoje não
Eu vou pro baile DMC vc não vai representa
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai salve BS
Eu vou pro baile negão mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou no baile vc não vai fica em casa ai caraiii
ta ligado quem manda no baile
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile ficar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile negão quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile libera o baile
Eu vou pro baile
Fui numa festa muito loca chegando la encontrei
Sabe o que que eu vi ai pirei ai pirei ai pire ai pirei
libera o proibidão porque é conexão
também tem o baile funk que se chama o pesadão
e o pesadão irmão nome dele sanguebom
bagulho é muito doido esse bicho ta no tom
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
cade voce
cade voce
Favela Favela Favela também é arte
ENG:
Directly from the slopes of Morro da Conçeição Recife Pernambuco Brazil
the life of crime takes nothing brother
awareness for the favela
freedom for brothers
I'm connected, see
I'm going to the dance, I'm connected, you're not going, you're not going today
I'm going to the DMC dance, you're not going to represent
I'm going to the dance, you're not going, save BS
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance, you're not going, stay at home oh man
It's up to you who's in charge of the dance
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, stay below, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, nigga, bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance to bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance, release the dance
I'm going to the dance
I went to a really crazy party and when I got there I found
Do you know what I saw, oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I
freaked out
release prohibition because it is connection
There's also a funk dance called Pesadão
and the heavy brother his name is good blood
This thing is crazy, this thing is in tune
it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man
it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
where are you
where are you
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
