We Be In Brazil – Eyedeal Bayano
Genre Rap

LYRIC
We Be In Brazil

Eyedeal Bayano

Mira

Hook: Eyedeal Bayano

We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick it with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick it with a rapper
We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick it with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick it with a rapper

Verse 1: Eyedeal Bayano

Once upon a time I went to Rio
Which means once upon a time I had a trio
Once upon a time I blew c notes
With Mal, Kwab, Blvck Rose and my two primos
On Ipanema beach with rolled up chinos
Would've been swimming trunks but we just finished drinking Cliquot
Eating steak, dressed like we sell kilos
We need a place to have sex cuz they love gringos
Tell me what you want, what you really really want
We got Henny in the back
Champagne in the front
The herbals in the trunk
Of the car that's in front
Of the vacation crib of the rapper that likes to stunt, Mira
That's me, the Latino Gatsby
I make her say
Mira
Then she unwrap me
No Longer Boxed In, she play that track 3
All my fans say "Mira" you don't gotta ask me
Am I your only dude? you don't gotta ask me
Can I get that nude? you don't gotta ask me
On Sugarloaf Mountain just drinking black tea
Now I'm off to Bahia, I might start a family

Hook: Eyedeal Bayano

We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper
We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick it with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper

Verse 2: Eyedeal Bayano

Luciana in my hammock all over me
I only wife her if she come from overseas
After me her body count will be over 3
Now I'm touring globally
This is what I'm supposed to be
Salute to my Panas, Boricuas and my Chales
Really I'm at the equator con dos gyales
Two Haitians in my crew those my chaqules
In my flip flops I think I'm DJ Khaled
Gold chain, caipirinha layin in the Sun
Who want play Bayano Boy like he dumb
My father told me when you grow up in the slums
And you finally eat that full course meal savor the crumbs [mira
So we living
Hoping every sin's forgiven
And a boy in the favela will hear the words that I'm spitting
He too will be driven
One day afford Pippens
Cashier see the total she can't tell me if I'm kidding
I see my mans girl like aw no he didn't
And come back from the Amazon with another princess
From Rio to São Paulo, they know me as Eyedeal
Bayano, but my government's Yamil

Hook: Eyedeal Bayano

We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper
We be in Brazil just to spend a couple bills
Llega mami, my government's Yamil
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper
Never let yo girlfriend kick with a rapper

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