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j. salvo - i confess lyrics

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(intro)
jones! woo!

(hook)
i don’t know why i can’t see the sunrise in your eyes
it’s time to die, but it’s far too late, to make me sin for you
the devil sent for you, oh, i was sent for you
but i can’t live for you

(bridge)
now these b+tches sent for me, this sh+t a symphony
ap obligatory, as i sip the lean
i see red like laser beam, pew, pew!
put a slant on everything like korean
i jump up make a basket like kareem
got no self esteem, all my whips european
and my b+tch european
open her mouth and i’m peeing!
she gargle and swallow, like a hobo drinkin’ mouthwash
late night tampa bay, i’m kicking these rocks up, ayy!
drinking mai tais, moonlight, this is my time, tonight
why you looking for a fight?
i got shooters in my life

(verse 1)
come around with the pump, heat it up
drumma boy with the c+nt, brrrum bum bum bum!
like a stick of dynamite, blow your city up
she f+cking real nice, hit her with the billy club
her p+ssy real tight, i ain’t got to fill it up
is it wrong, is it right, don’t matter, finna crush
(yawn), i’m bored, give me drugs
running from the ops, quick enough
(hook)
i can’t let you go, maybe ’cause i’m immature
but i’ll see you on the other side, when i’m sipping liquer
i got you on my mind, even though you’re what i most despise
i ain’t hard to find if you want to give it another try
slatt, slatt, get that juicy wet, yeah
flex, flex, flex, flex, she gonna do her best, yeah
slap, slap, slap, slap, get that juicy wet, yeah
and i do confess, i’m a fiend for money and s+x

(verse 2)
vvs around my neck, shorty got a natural set
sneaking in the multiplex, we liquored up having s+x
life’s not easy, it’s simple
talk sh+t, choppa gonna split you
she thick, booty, i’m gonna miss you
got so much money i been misused
angle bracelet go beep, beep!
hop on the jet to belize
i get so high, i can’t breathe
the b+tch edge me, i’mma skeet
trading places with the rich
i got ounces in the kitchen
she gon’ bounce for a 50
walmart sunglasses
yellow tints in the camry
i got b+tches in miami
i got felons in my family
i got friends, i don’t need em
i got fam and i feed em
you a fan, i don’t wanna meet you
i’m nostradamus, you nietzsche
(bridge)
i don’t know why i can’t see the sunrise in your eyes
and it’s all lies
all my whips european
she simp for me
this sh+t a symphony

(hook)
flex, flex, flex, flex
get that juicy wet
yeah, s+x, s+x, s+x, s+x
this is all i ask
yeah, and i do confess
i’m a fiend for money and s+x
and i got you trippin’ like korean

(outro)
yeah, i can’t let you go, maybe cause i’m immature
p+ssy’s all i know
money’s all i know
this is all i know



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