Bossa Nova lyrics by Mr Catra. tirou meu calçao d banho fez bikinho pra mamaar meu fico deste tamanho nao deu nem pra acreditar e a gata mamava sorrindo..que...
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tirou meu calçao d banho
fez bikinho pra mamaar
meu fico deste tamanho
nao deu nem pra acreditar
e a gata mamava sorrindo..que lindo!
e eu pedi mais um pouco
e o bagulho explodinho
é uma coisa d loucoo..eh bom!
Uma mamada de manhã
Halls com sabor de hortelã
pra relaxar dar no "kan"
no natural d Amsterdã!
mamamama..vem vem mama vem vem mama ... Deliciaa!
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