| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up
|
| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up
|
| There's nothing to do, she's sitting at the gate
|
| Gossip, wants to make trouble
|
| Want cap? |
| Want toquinha?
|
| You'll be bald because of the little gossip
|
| For you, I don't know if I'm an actress or something
|
| Whenever you stop to chat
|
| You only open your mouth to talk about me
|
| You've already called your friends, they'll come to me by tram
|
| One enters the other, disposition comes from the blood
|
| This one I released for you to feel my power
|
| This is Ludmilla's chat, this one is for you
|
| So stop!
|
| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up
|
| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up
|
| There's nothing to do, she's sitting at the gate
|
| Gossip, wants to make trouble
|
| Want cap? |
| Want toquinha?
|
| You'll be bald because of the little gossip
|
| For you, I don't know if I'm an actress or something
|
| Whenever you stop to chat
|
| You only open your mouth to talk about me
|
| You've already called your friends, they'll come to me by tram
|
| One enters the other, disposition comes from the blood
|
| This one I released for you to feel my power
|
| This is Ludmilla's chat, this one is for you
|
| So stop!
|
| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up
|
| Stop this thing, repressed girl
|
| Dog from the street we get beat up |