Confetti (Intro) lyrics

by

T-Shyne


[Intro]
Uh

[Chorus]
I treat my dogs as my twin
All of this juice need some jin
I got some money to spend
I got on Cartier lens
Family with me, f*ck a friend (Friend)
Shawty f*ckin' up my head (Head)
She told me hit her and her friend (Woo)
Lord forgive me for my sins

[Verse]
Fifty racks right in the Benz (Fifty racks)
Put a hundred on his head (Blaow)
Like my neighbor, I got bread (Let's go)
I'm just tryna stay ahead
She talkin' sh*t, I'm the man, huh
Choppa on me like I'm Rambo
I keep dineros in that Lambo
Never see me take the stand, huh
Racks in my pocket, I been in it (Been in it)
Get a n*gga smoke like he's a Swisher (Phew)
He a pus*y, he need kitty litter (b*tch)
I was f*ckin' up my babysitter (b*tch)
Pass that sh*t, that's slatt business (Slatt business)
I don't bring the bag unless it's racks in it (Racks in it)
At the club, n*gga gotta keep a strap in it (Yeah)
He a snitch, so I heard they had to kill the witness (Yeah)
Got these n*ggas mad 'cause I'm havin' it (Havin' it)
She got good pus*y, so a n*gga stabbin' it (Stabbin' it)
Out at Malibu, I'm livin' on some lavish sh*t (Ooh)
Spend racks at the store and checkin' tags in it (Wow), yeah
Pass and count my money like it's laminated (Whoa, whoa)
Knew that I would pop, I never hesitated (Whoa, whoa), yeah
Money on my mind when I'm meditatin' (Whoa, whoa)
Shawty outside, I gotta agitate (Agitate)
On a business call so I had to keep 'em waitin' (Keep 'em waitin')
And I'm good with numbers, yeah, 'cause I'm educated (Woo)
Big blood rollin' under the front door (Front door)
I got fifty [?] standin' at the front door
Confetti nights, ballin' like I'm Jerry Rice (Ballin')
n*ggas givin' up, bad advice, they ain't never had to sacrifice (Woo)
I remember trappin' in the dead of night (Steady)
Hitmaker, you don't even got no battin' right (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I treat my dogs as my twin (Ooh)
All of this juice need some jin (Ooh)
I got some money to spend (Ooh)
I got on Cartier lens (Ooh)
Family with me, f*ck a friend (Friend)
Shawty f*ckin' up my head (Head)
She told me hit her and her friend (Woo)
Lord forgive me for my sins

[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
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