Late Night Confessions Lyrics - Singles - Girlslovebelair

[Intro] 

[Verse 1: GirlsLoveBelair] 

Late night confession 

Your affection 

Got me infected 

Damn I'm stressing 

I take the L' and i face it 

That Henny going to make me chase it 

Baby you take me places 

Don't move to fast you got to paste it 

Thots trying to make me waste it 

We can keep it on the low like bassist 

Can't fuck with these other hoes, they too basic 

Only got a few friends because them other friends change faces 

Got me tripping on these laces 

But back to the basis 

Your body the greatest 

Your style the latest 

Withdraw when I'm not with you 

Nothing but net 

I ball with you 

They ain't stop us yet 

I can't fall with you 

Caught me in the 96 with you 

Trying to get them kicks with you 

Noisy hoes mad because they ain't see me since with you 

(But they know we still on) 

[Hook: GirlsLoveBelair] 

Champagne be my preference 

Off that substance 

You my obsession 

Late night confession 

You the answer 

With no expression 

Champagne be my preference 

Off that substance 

You my obsession 

Late night confession 

You got the questions 

Without expressions 

[Verse 2: GirlsLoveBelair] 

High on you 

I just want to be instead of you 

Let me be frank 

He ain't even in my rank 

But lets be honest I'm not a saint 

No ain't 

If thats yah man I'm sorry 

I don't mean to overstep 

No disrespect 

But that body 

Have been over slept 

On 

Let me put on 

To the finer things 

I know you use to minor scenes 

We pull up they think damn look at that team 

We pour up and we drank my any means 

She my girl, she my shawty, my homie 

She my world, she my barbie, my Noemi 

And fuck them other bitches, baby your mine 

Ain't stressing them other niggas, not at anytime 

(And they know we still on) 

[Hook: GirlsLoveBelair] 

Champagne be my preference 

Off that substance 

You my obsession 

Late night confession 

You the answer 

With no expression 

Champagne be my preference 

Off that substance 

You my obsession 

Late night confession 

You got the questions 

Without expressions