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Confession Video (MV)




Performed By: Loe Shimmy
Featuring: Cash Cobain
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Cashmere Small, Shamar Cox




Loe Shimmy - Confession Lyrics
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[ Featuring Cash Cobain ]

Uh, uh, oh
Baby girl, I'm runnin' out of love
I ain't got no more to give to you
They keep tellin' me to put down the drugs (and this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
'Cause of all these 30s I abuse

Uh, girl, I got a confession
Baby, you the baddest in the room
I'ma teach 'em a lesson
Play with you, they ass gon' make the news
Girl, I see you been stressin'
Call off out of work, let's hit Peru
And this shit gon' get messy
Let me eat it up, I don't even need a spoon (tss)

Let me get some more I'm running out of 'shrooms (tss)
Pull off in the Maybach, all you hear is, "Vroom" (tss)
Let me beat that pussy up until it's noon (tss)
Aimin' for the stars and now I'm past the moon
Give me all your love
Spread my wings just like a eagle, baby, I get flyer than a dove
In that Bentley with a Desert Eagle and my cup is filled with mud
Walk inside, take off your Uggs, you better not step on these chinchilla rug, uh

Baby, come through
Said you never made love with a Slizzy, baby, get in tune
Like, if you wanna bring a friend, bring a friend, she can get it too
I'm the real deal, bitch, real spill, all them niggas Looney Tune
Like, damn, baddest in the room
F*ck that, girl, you know your ass the fattest in the room
F*ck that, you should really let me slap it in the room
Come and give me what I want, baby, you should let me have it in the room
I'ma show you all my songs, you would think I'm doin' magic in the room
Back shots bustin', got her tappin' in the room
Like, Percocets bussin' like I'm never nuttin' soon
Like, I ain't with the fussin', nigga, run up, chopper boom
Yes, like, damn
Girl, I gotta do what I do and I gotta move how I move
And I'm tryna f*ck you out your Loubs, goin' in for the win, never lose
And your pussy tight, never loose
Tryna drink you like some Sprite or some juice
We be f*ckin' for the night to 'til the noon
PH balance right, I eat it like a prune

Uh, girl, I got a confession
Baby, you the baddest in the room
I'ma teach 'em a lesson
Play with you, they ass gon' make the news
Girl, I see you been stressin'
Call off out of work, let's hit Peru
And this shit gon' get messy
Let me eat it up, I don't even need a spoon

After I f*ck, see you soon
Drop the top, so you can see the moon
Even when I lie, I tell the truth
Look me in my eyes and eat it too
You be actin' superficial
Play Zombieland, I go and up the score
Girl, that pussy so good, I don't know, woah
Need another round because I want some more
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Uh, uh, oh
Baby girl, I'm runnin' out of love
I ain't got no more to give to you
They keep tellin' me to put down the drugs (and this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
'Cause of all these 30s I abuse

Uh, girl, I got a confession
Baby, you the baddest in the room
I'ma teach 'em a lesson
Play with you, they ass gon' make the news
Girl, I see you been stressin'
Call off out of work, let's hit Peru
And this shit gon' get messy
Let me eat it up, I don't even need a spoon (tss)

Let me get some more I'm running out of 'shrooms (tss)
Pull off in the Maybach, all you hear is, "Vroom" (tss)
Let me beat that pussy up until it's noon (tss)
Aimin' for the stars and now I'm past the moon
Give me all your love
Spread my wings just like a eagle, baby, I get flyer than a dove
In that Bentley with a Desert Eagle and my cup is filled with mud
Walk inside, take off your Uggs, you better not step on these chinchilla rug, uh

Baby, come through
Said you never made love with a Slizzy, baby, get in tune
Like, if you wanna bring a friend, bring a friend, she can get it too
I'm the real deal, bitch, real spill, all them niggas Looney Tune
Like, damn, baddest in the room
F*ck that, girl, you know your ass the fattest in the room
F*ck that, you should really let me slap it in the room
Come and give me what I want, baby, you should let me have it in the room
I'ma show you all my songs, you would think I'm doin' magic in the room
Back shots bustin', got her tappin' in the room
Like, Percocets bussin' like I'm never nuttin' soon
Like, I ain't with the fussin', nigga, run up, chopper boom
Yes, like, damn
Girl, I gotta do what I do and I gotta move how I move
And I'm tryna f*ck you out your Loubs, goin' in for the win, never lose
And your pussy tight, never loose
Tryna drink you like some Sprite or some juice
We be f*ckin' for the night to 'til the noon
PH balance right, I eat it like a prune

Uh, girl, I got a confession
Baby, you the baddest in the room
I'ma teach 'em a lesson
Play with you, they ass gon' make the news
Girl, I see you been stressin'
Call off out of work, let's hit Peru
And this shit gon' get messy
Let me eat it up, I don't even need a spoon

After I f*ck, see you soon
Drop the top, so you can see the moon
Even when I lie, I tell the truth
Look me in my eyes and eat it too
You be actin' superficial
Play Zombieland, I go and up the score
Girl, that pussy so good, I don't know, woah
Need another round because I want some more
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Writer: Cashmere Small, Shamar Cox
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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