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Usher - Confessions part II remix (ft. Twista & Kanye West)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Shyne
Shyne
Вокал
Twista
Twista
Вокал
Kanye West
Kanye West
Вокал
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Дополнительный вокал
USHER
USHER
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Автор песен
Bryan-Michael Cox
Bryan-Michael Cox
Автор песен
Usher Raymond IV
Usher Raymond IV
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Продюсер
Bryan-Michael Cox
Bryan-Michael Cox
Сопродюсер
Brian Frye
Brian Frye
Инженер звукозаписи
Chris Steinmetz
Chris Steinmetz
Дополнительный инженер
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
Дополнительный инженер
Ian Cross
Ian Cross
Дополнительный инженер
John Horesco IV
John Horesco IV
Инженер звукозаписи
Jun Ishizeki
Jun Ishizeki
Дополнительный инженер
Kevin Mahoney
Kevin Mahoney
Дополнительный инженер
Tadd Mingo
Tadd Mingo
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи

Слова

Hey Hey, what's up? That you? Yeah, listen Baby, I know we said it's best we don't talk no more But I got to get it off my chest 'bout all the sh- I've been hearin', babe I, I thought you was that ride or die, you would never leave my side I really made you out to be the woman that I will be with for life I took in your kid, did everything that you wanted me to Now I'm hear'n a lil' sh- 'bout you frontin' on radio interviews Do it make you feel good to lie, even though I know you wanna cry? Hey, if you gon' tell it, then you should've told everything instead of makin' me the bad guy If you got nothing good to say then don't, say nothing 'Cause if I really start talking, it'll be somethin' So you cheated, I cheated, so be it We need to leave it alone, move on Hold up Hello, you got a collect call from Clinton Correctional Facility Will you accept the charges? Yes, I'll accept it What's up? Sittin' in my cell, head about to burst Wouldn't be alive if I didn't - first Had it made, sorry for the ricochet But I'd be in the grave if I didn't let it spray I never said that I was perfect (yeah) Nobody walkin' on this Earth is (that's right) That night, I would've got murdered If I ain't grab the ratchet and let them cowards have it, yeah Listen up, listen up, listen up, world Listen up, listen up, listen up, world Huh, I gotta confess This the hottest remix I ever did in my life So So Def These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it, then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call (call) I'm so throwed, I don't know what to do But to give part two of my confessions I confess about the incident when I was with a shorty in the Lexus coupe Your homie said she saw me, but she didn't have proof But I knew I really should've been just tellin' you the truth And I confess about the days I was rollin' my Seville with the custom gold grill I was in the field, still looking for a thrill And I knew it was bogus, I should've kept it real And I confess that Just when I thought I could really try to get away Or have another woman on the side But I never knew that it would catch up wit' a - one day You gotta hear me, girl, I done learned a lesson If you stay with me, then it'll be a blessing No stressing, it'll never be no guessin' 'Cause I'm pourin' out my heart and these are my These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way (rock with me) These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it, then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call (call) I'm so throwed, I don't know what to do But to give part two of my confessions Damn, how did she bring it up? How did she break it down? Man, you at the clinic? Dog, slow down, that's your child But if you keep it, then you gotta tell your girl you was cheatin' And you went raw dog when you beat it That's when she gon' tell you to beat it And you know it ain't y'all little secret You famous, you can't go nowhere 'Cause every time you go, there's h- there So basically, you and your girl over And I know when she broke the news, you told her, "Man, don't say that" Matter fact, like Pat, don't say jack Every time a - sittin' on pay stacks things come up from way, way, way back Way back, way back Way, way back, way back These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way (rock with me) These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it, then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call (call) I'm so throwed, I don't know what to do But to give part two of my confessions This by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do (yeah) To tell you, the woman I love (uh-huh) That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know (yeah) I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this (she probably can't) And hopefully you'll give me another chance (she might)
Writer(s): Carl Terrell Mitchell, Jermaine Dupri, Jamaal Barrow, Usher Raymond, Bryan Michael Paul Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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