sukkKK!!

It's like Barbie entering the ring - wearing a fur jacket, elbow-length acrylic and a gold chain that can be used as a weapon. The track doesn't pretend to be cute. He laughs, winks and aims straight at the ego. It’s all about money, and about “gloss on the face”, and about who “quita” whom.

Loud, dirty, defiant - but with such pressure that all that remains is to clap from the side. Or join. It's better to join.