Confessions Interlude (Part 2) - August Alsina

She don’t need my permission, born in 1988

My new addition, singing,?

can you stand the rain

I need somebody who can stand by me

Hold up, shut up, who the fuck am I kidding?

That’s that D’usse talking,

hold up come back I’m just singing

This can’t, work go figure

First girl I met that ain’t a gold digger, can I love a stripper?

Can I bring you round my niggas?

Sean, Chris, Pusha, my niggas

Will I have to defend you?

To be continued

Maybe all I need is you and I’ll be okay

It’s something about your spirit, that seems around the way

My mother fucking confession

My mother fucking confession

Oh what would it take to make you happy?

Don’t hesitate to let me know

Tell me what are you looking for exactly?

Open up your mouth and let a nigga

know

Baby would you tell me please, what I can do to make you smile again

Just say the word and baby I will do whatever it takes for me to brighten your

day, so baby what do you say?

She told me what she wanted what to understand

She on the paper chase and need them rubber bands

Now I’m like, damn girl you should’ve said so, what you think I’m stacking

these 1's for?

Get your ass on that dance floor and watch me make this cash flow cause

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

These chicks clapping and they ain’t using hands

If all that it takes is spending some cake, then gon' and take your clothes off

don’t need to make me wait

Girl I can keep you dancing all night if you like cause you be working hard

doing everything I like

That’s why I gon' get you right, girl I’m gon' get you right cause your body

looks so nice

And you be telling me tonight I’m gonna dance for you, baby what can I do for

you?

Let me know

She told me what she wanted what to understand

She on the paper chase and need them rubber bands

Now I’m like, damn girl you should’ve said so, what you think I’m stacking

these 1's for?

Get your ass on that dance floor and watch me make this cash flow cause

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

These chicks clapping and they ain’t using hands

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

All these chicks popping pussy, I’m just popping bands

Bands make her dance, bands make her dance

These chicks clapping and they ain’t using hands