Luca, The Sporty Inspector

[Verse]
Luca on the surfboard, waves bow to the king,
Inspector in the streets, got the sporty bling.
Motor revvin’ loud, like thunder in a jar,
Girls and their mamas dreamin’ of his avatar.

[Prechorus]
Back home, a four-star pad,
Antonio’s stew, best he ever had.
Luigi cracks jokes, mamma calls her “cicciona,”
But love’s in her heart, warm as Barcelona.

[Chorus]
Luca, Luca, gran fico in the breeze,
Makin’ waves, got style with ease.
Luca, Luca, inspector supreme,
Livin’ life like a pop star dream.

[Verse 2]
Zia Rosetta’s got that beauty spell,
Her laugh’s a melody, rings like a bell.
Family’s the anchor, keeps him in line,
But out in the streets, his swagger’s divine.

[Bridge]
Moto roars, echoes in the night,
Surf’s up, chasing morning light.
Luca’s got the world in his palm,
Cooler than winter, yet calm as a psalm.

[Chorus]
Luca, Luca, gran fico in the breeze,
Makin’ waves, got style with ease.
Luca, Luca, inspector supreme,
Livin’ life like a pop star dream.