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t-shyne - confetti (intro) lyrics

[intro]
uh

[chorus]
i treat my dog 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+cking up my head (head)
she told me hit her and her friend (woo)
lord forgive me for my sin

[verse]
fifty racks right in the benz (fifty)
put a hundred on his head (blaow)
like my neighbor, i got bread (lets 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 that been in it (been in it)
get a n+gga smoke like he’s a swisher
he a p+ssy, he need kitty litter (b+tch)
i was f+ckin’ up my babysitter
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’s a snitch, so i heard they had to k!ll the witness (yeah)
got these n+ggas mad ’cause i’m havin’ it (having it)
she got good p+ssy, so a n+gga stabbin’ it (stabbin’ it)
out at malibu, i’m livin’ on some lavish sh+t (ooh)
spent 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 meditating (whoa, whoa)
shawty outside, i gotta agitate (agitate)
on a business call so i have to keep ’em waitin’ (keep ’em waitin’)
and i’m good with numbers, yeah, ’cause i’m educated (woo)
big blood rollin’ to the front door (front door)
i got fifty [?] standin’ at the front door
confetti nights, ballin’ like i’m jerry rice
n+ggas givin’ up, bad advice, they ain’t never had to sacrifice
i remember trappin’ in the dead of night
hit maker, you don’t even got no battin’ right
[chorus]
i treat my dog 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+cking up my head (head)
she told me hit her and her friend (woo)
lord forgive me for my sin

[outro]
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh

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