Prosa Ruim
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Prosa Ruim
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Ele fala, fala, fala, fala, fala, fala
Ele é um prosa ruim da conversa enjoada
Ele é miolo de pote, ele é um caixa d'água
Tudo que ele fala não se aproveita nada
Ele fala, fala, fala, fala, fala, fala
Ele é um prosa ruim da conversa enjoada
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Nica Batista performs "Prosa Ruim", and this lyric page sits inside the Nica Batista catalog on LyroVerse.
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