Bateria
2 minLatin
Slow burn. 466 moves a minute, peaking at 400 units a second.
A samba school warehouse at midnight. Two hundred women, one man on the floor, and a whistle that starts and stops everything.
Lyrics
Rehearsal
Warehouse at midnight, the school is here, and one man is on the floor
No shirt, no shorts, the bateria wants to see the dick she is playing for
Shake! (Shake!) Shake! (Shake!) Shake, shake, shake, shake (Shake, shake, shake, shake)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle (Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle)
Round Two
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
Tremble, tremble, tremble, tremble (Tremble, tremble, tremble, tremble)
Hold! (Hold!)
Two hundred girls, one dick, and every ass in the line is grinding on it
Whistle Break
Whistle! Freeze! (Freeze!)
Wait... (wait...) wait... (wait...)
Whistle! Spit on it! Slap it! Pump, pump, pump, pump (Pump, pump, pump, pump)
Shake, shake, shake, shake, pop! (Pop!)
Round Three
Faster! Shake, shake, shake, shake (Shake, shake, shake, shake)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle (Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, drop! (Drop!)
Hold... (Hold...)
The Parade
Now we go to the avenue, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke (Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke)
All the way up, all the way down, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke
Faster, harder, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, come on the surdo, come on every ass
Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke... hold! (Hold!) release! (Release!)
Outro
Softer... softer... tremble... hold...
Mestre says he passed, oh my god did he pass, and mestre is never wrong
Rest... stop.
Two hundred girls. One dick. Carnival is his.
