Минусовка «Little Mix – Confetti 2».

 

We wanna celebrate like we in the club every day
Got all my friends here with me
And I don't need ya, I don't need ya

Got this dress up on me
So I don't need your stress up on me
Baby, we're done, c'est la vie
Now I don't need ya, I don't need ya

Should've left your a** from time ago
Didn't love me then, but now I do
I used to sit at home and cry for you
Diamonds on my neck, I shine for you
Ain't blocking my blessings anymore
Never be the girl I was before
I'ma let the good things in my life rain down

From the sky, drop like confetti
All eyes on me, so
All of my dreams, from the sky, drop like confetti
Drop it down
You're missin' me, but I'm finally free
I got what I need, so let it rain down like Confetti

Flashing lights, I ain't got no worry on my mind
Know that you're mad, I realised
That I don't need ya, I don't need ya

So, DJ, say my name like it's my birthday
You're just a memory
And, boy, I don't need ya, I don't need ya
Should've left your a** from time ago (time ago)
Didn't love me then, but now I do (now I do)
I'ma let the good things in my life rain down

From the sky, drop like confetti
All eyes on me (on me, yeah), so
All of my dreams, from the sky, drop like confetti (woah)
Drop it down
You're missin' me, but I'm finally free (finally free)
I got what I need, so let it rain down like confetti
Down (Oh, la-la-la)
Rain down (oh, la-la-la)
Let it, let it rain down (oh, la-la-la) – leigh ad lib
Let it rain down (oh, la-la-la) - leigh ad lib

So my girl hit me up about her f*ck boy dude
I say hold on hold what you say he did to you
Caught him sending d*ck pics and a couple of nudes
Sh*t we can chop it off and imma Bobbit in stew

Cuz I don’t play that shit— no no
Beat his a** on — slowmo
Ride or ride on— gogo
N**** I’m a Yoko Ono
I’m an artsy b*tch
U gonna miss these lips
Now I’mma have to slap yours wit my swavorski tips

I’m a cancer baby but I got Scorpio ways
Credit high on all MY cards top one is my face
Getta pedi in my tessie ya there’s plenty of space
New it girl on the block they all copy and paste

Face on Halle body on Chloe
Ain’t giving you a chance imma give it to ya homie
Mood on petty
So promiscuous
How u getting to the bag when u ain’t getting this?

From the sky, drop like confetti (yeah)
All eyes on me, so
All of my dreams (all of my dreams, whoa)
From the sky, drop like confetti
You're missin' me (you're missing me)

I'm totally free (I'm finally free)
I got what I need (I've got what I need)