Aquela Ginga lyrics by Paulo Padilha. Aquele jeito aquela coisa Eu não consigo imitar Eu não consigo dar o jeito Que um preto dá Eu fico bobo só olhando A...
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Aquele jeito aquela coisa
Eu não consigo imitar
Eu não consigo dar o jeito
Que um preto dá
Eu fico bobo só olhando
A mulata sambar
Me desengonço todo
Não posso negar
Fico torrando (queimando) no sol
Só pra bronzear
Pra ver se junto com a cor
Vem o requebrar
Ai quem me dera
Ter o suingue do lado de lá
Ai quem me dera
Aquele jogo de corpo aquela ginga
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