up all night

https://soundcloud.com/chaplince/i-got-confessions-instrumental

- LYRICS -
im in this bitch know that we lit
 whole lot of bitches we up to the strip 
put in the work my money gon flick
talk bout money u aint touch no brick
100 so 100 so makin it flip
brand new whip
its a beamer 
imported my money get rich
it so leave u drenched 
love remind me speaking french
T1B i take yo bitch
smoking sour let it sketch
got a harley she a ten poppin bottles in the clitch 
its a party bring yo friends
where did shorty learn to dance 

slide with the squad pull with geeks 
shorty with glasses she look like a freak 
tell me she down i told her come eat
she loving the texan i say its a fleece

i say u my mansion
cant wait im making the masses 
come back no 
i miss yo kisses but darling no i got confessions

I got confessions

!TURNTUP!

9 on my hip while I swerve through the streets
Yo girl in my dms cuz she want me
Pull up to the scene all em niggas imma delete
And she all over me cuz she really want me like

Eliminate bitches so it ended bitter sweet
Niggas be bitching and switching on the fucking whole team
He a bitch so he go get the whole fucking beam
At the top cause cash rules everything around me

Yo girl wanna slide
So we for ride
Feeling hella high
So we chilling in the coupe and catch a vibe
She a bad bitch I might just have to pipe
Cause she perfect in every way and she really my type yuh

Making all the guala and Im making all the bands
And I'm fucking on yo bitch and then I'm fucking on her friends
And I do it no till no ends
Cause bitch I'm the fucking man
Listen stupid bitch do you really understand like

9 on my hip while I swerve through the streets
Yo girl in my dms cuz she want me
Pull up to the scene all em niggas imma delete
And she all over me cause she really want me (like)

Eliminated bitches so it ended bitter sweet
Niggas be bitching and switching on the fucking whole team
He a bitch so he go get the whole fucking beam
At the top cause cash rules everything around me

Bitch you don't really want no smoke
Smoke in yo lungs then you really gonna choke
Sorry not sorry lil bro
Cause u a fucking hoe
Ion really fuck with those
Cause em bitches always shady on the low

Bitch I'm smoking on that op pack
While swerving blacked out scat pack
Whatchu really know about that
Been hell back just to get to where I'm at
Endless nights but you really don't see that

9 on my hip while I swerve through the streets
Yo girl in my dms cuz she want me
Pull up to the scene all em niggas imma delete
And she all over me cause she really want me like

Eliminated bitches so it ended bitter sweet
Niggas be bitching and switching on the fucking whole team
He a bitch so he go get the whole fucking beam
At the top cause cash rules everything around me

yo girl in my dms.

Girl I kick back with my Louis vi' while I riff raff
What the fuck you want from me got your bitch on my dick last
I got a patent on lip can you enlist that
I want girl so I cuddle with (and yeah)

I don't want to fight
No, I don't want a tussle
Can you be my girl? (Yeah)
What is your rebuttal?

You I want a lot of
No, I don't another
Can you be my lover
I don't want to be a bother

Let me take you out out
Let's go for a ride
I just want lie down with you every single night

And like it when your crying on my shoulders saying that your gonna die
But I tell you everything is gonna be alright

Okay (okay)
I hope that we turn out fine
She say that she been concerned
Got too much to much her mind
Everybody wanna learn from me
Lately been fighting the urge in me
To disappear yea

I just had to let you know
You hate on the low
And that's why I don't keep you close
Maybe I'm wrong who knows
Emotions mitch-matched
They don't go together
But for now we can kick back

Girl I kick back with my Louis vi' while I riff raff
What the fuck you want from me got your bitch on my dick last
I got a patent on lip can you enlist that
I want girl so I cuddle with (and yeah)

I don't want to fight
No, I don't want a tussle
Can you be my girl? (Yeah)
What is your rebuttal?

You I want a lot of
No, I don't another
Can you be my lover
I don't want to be a bother

I don't- I don't wanna fight with you
Fuck the world
I already stopped time for you
You keep insisting
You think I would lie to you
Like can you listen to me now
I fuck with your love
Like I fuck with chasing them thou-wows

I just had to let you know
When I'm on the road
We jus gon' be rockin' these shows
And baby I cannot slow down
Goin'-Goin' too fast
Still I try to make it last oh

Girl I kick back with my Louis vi' while I riff raff
What the fuck you want from me got your bitch on my dick last
I got a patent on lip can you enlist that
I want girl so I cuddle with (and yeah)

I don't want to fight
No, I don't want a tussle
Can you be my girl? (Yeah)
What is your rebuttal?

You I want a lot of
No, I don't another
Can you be my lover
I don't want to be a bother

I be sucking on your mother, yeah
I guess you don't love me anymore (no wo wo)
What the fuck am I doing bro
I just wanna go, I just wanna die



kick back

chaple

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