I don’t think you know what they call me
I don’t think you know what they call me
I am the vagabond who is looking for the cover
She tells the truth with a deep look
The one who stays the ship even if it sinks
And how many of your boyfriends get flooded?
I left the favela, I look like something out of a novel
Italy, having tea with Donatella
Music, movies, show, catwalk
My ex said she was pretty at Coachella
The, ah
The baddest in the story
The, ah
The baddest
The, the, the
The baddest in the story
Ah-ah-ah
The baddest (Go)
I don’t think you know what they call me
I don’t think you know what they call me
Fashion, exotic, rebellious bitch
I’m my own boss, don’t bark and bite you
They pay in euros to see me
I decide who I’m going to move on top of
Oh, I die like this, I will never change
Oh, I die like this, I will never change
It’s not that hard to accept (Go)
I don’t think you know what they call me
I don’t think you know what they call me (Go)
I don’t think you know what they call me
I don’t think you know what they call me
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