Ekipa - VINI JR

Bottega Veneta shades, hair flying wild,
The whole city listens when I'm driving in style.
Brazilian dance moves like Vini Junior's flair,
Like Vini Junior, Vi-Vini Junior, yeah.

I'll be a legend like Pele, known in city streets and favelas,
Grabbing the Ballon d'Or just like Dembélé's finesse.
You stir up drama, I just spin it with ease.
A king without a crown, yeah, like Neymar,
At high noon, shining like a midday star.
My moves adapt to any situation,
Joga bonito or capoeira sensation.

Bottega Veneta shades, hair flying wild,
The whole city listens when I'm driving in style.
Brazilian dance moves like Vini Junior's flair,
Like Vini Junior, like Vini, Vini there.

SPF one day, skin like chocolate glow,
They want a taste, big plans —
Can't you see it's where I sit though.
SOS, call the lifeguard quick or they might collapse.
I'd rather show you a block
Than let you score — go on, take a chance.

Bottega Veneta — my signature bag,
On the dance floor moving like a snake's swag.
One-on-one at night, explosive like a bomb,
All eyes on me, watch my hips, stay calm.

Bottega Veneta shades, hair flying wild,
The whole city listens when I'm driving in style.
Brazilian dance moves like Vini Junior's flair,
Like Vini Junior, like Vini, Vini there.

Taking her to the SPA, SPA, SPA, SPA, SPA — oh my God!
Look at that ass, ass, ass, ass, ass — bomboclat!
Taking her to the SPA, SPA, SPA, SPA, SPA — oh my God!
Look at that ass, ass, ass, ass, ass — bomboclat!