CONFETTI & LINGERIE
Yuhao Wu
CONFETTI & LINGERIE 歌词
录音:Yuhao Wu
混音/母带:Yuhao Wu
编曲:Ouhboy
A&R:RONA
发行:刘阳春晓
统筹:李俊驹
监制:李俊驹
出品人:李宏杰
出品公司:WR/OC Records(北京惟又双文化传播有限公司)
Robitussin pouring double styrofoam
All my girls foreign calling on my phone
All my cash blue with a double O on it
Never had no change I ain’t even got no room
Got my mans around me like a QB in the pocket
Getting so fly like I’m riding in a rocket
Noise cancelled I can’t hear how many people talking
Looking up and see the rear view people watching
Never done no stupid things and get behind the bars
All my homies stupid rich, macking in the bars
Hopping up the club. Yeah that bass hitting hard
From Play House to Elements. We be living large
Laser beam, flashlight and the neon
Shorty dress tight, really turning me on
Montage on me coming with a theme song
So forget a necklace got a chandelier on
2AM at the party
Shorty got me touching on her body
Losing all my feelings on the molly
Confetti on the ground with the mozzy
See the sun rose up but the party won’t stop
Bring a girl home I be rolling on top
Rollie rose gold and it got a lot of rocks
When I drop a new banger and I know it’s gonna pop
Everybody on something the party getting fly
Life is like a movie I can’t focus on a lot
People tend to lose it when something’s changed
Waking up the next day it’s no same thing
She gone sell your soul. She gone buy her clothes
She don’t like seeing you smoking. Cuz shorty she a pro
I can’t tell it when I’m sober, but try it overdosed
The real ones get you closer, the fake ones run and go
Bring a shorty home see the lingerie falling.
Said she wanna wake up next to me every morning.
But will you even look at me if I ain’t got nothing
Before I turned into Balenciaga from the fake Jordan’s
I’m so messed up got my brain rewired,
I’m feeling too old to rap I gotta retire
Shoutout to all my fans sing my songs like a choir
And all them haters looking at me like I’m Michael Myers
Too many women trynna take on my bros
Too many people trynna take all my hoes
Too many rappers from Atlanta trynna ball
Too many suckers I ain’t taking that loss
You know I ain’t came from the bottom
But everywhere I go they just follow
Got a lot of girls they all models
But I wont pull it out until she swallows
2AM at the party
Shorty got me touching on her body
Losing all my feelings on the molly
Confetti on the ground with the mozzy
See the sun rose up but the party won’t stop
Bring a girl home I be rolling on top
Rollie rose gold and it got a lot of rocks
When I drop a new banger and I know it’s gonna pop