Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Confused, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 27.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Confused |
| I get high 'til I’m confused |
| I don’t know what else to do |
| Bentley Coupe or Porsche Coupe |
| Henny got me so confused |
| White girl black girl I’m confused |
| Molly kush I’m leanin on screw |
| I’m so geeked up I’m confused |
| Cash or check I’m too confused |
| Money got me too confused |
| These girls they got me too confused |
| Oxy got me too confused |
| I’m too confused I’m too confused |
| Future gucci too confused |
| Freeband gang we too consufed |
| Bricksquad put you on the news |
| Free billz got them too confused |
| Robin jeans or switch to Trues |
| I don’t know, I’m so confused |
| How many girls? |
| Three or two? |
| Beat that pussy black and blue |
| Damn, I like the way she look |
| But I don’t like her attitude |
| Took her out and dicked her down |
| But she didn’t show no gratitude |
| Cars, I got a lot of them |
| Forgiato tennis shoes |
| Trapper to the heart |
| But I still’ll make a business move |
| I cannot go back to jail |
| Cause I got so much to lose |
| Don’t leave home without my scale |
| Cause I got some work to move |
| Smash, smash, |
| No cuffin', pass her to the crew |
| Did what I did I’m finished with her |
| Then I turn her onto you |
| Discombobulated mane |
| I swear I don’t know what to do |
| Gucci Mane I’m so confused |
| That I forgot to bring my roof |
| Drankin' lean and smoking kush |
| I’m in the kitchen like a cook |
| Lean and molly, ecstasy |
| I don’t know what I done took |
| My black lawyer Abrahaim a Jew |
| Cash or Visa what I Do |
| Foreign, foreign, bad, bad |
| Bitches all the kid pursue |
| My iPad and my Metro |
| And I’m workin out the iPhone too |
| Future on the super booze |
| The Remy did what I should do |
| Turn up with' puff or fuck with' goose |
| The Panamera or my Coupe |
| I don’t wanna drive no more |
| Get chauffeured 'round this fuckin' zoo |
| Paper got me a like monster |
| Turned me to a fucking bear |
| Poppin' bottles on the sofa |
| Feel like I’m inside the air |
| No security, gucci down |
| Future plug like everywhere |
| Free band gang bricksquad |
| Free bandz outta here |
| Solar system on a move |
| I Feel like a thousand goons |
| Me and Future smokin kush |
| We high as a hot air balloon |
| Future Jimi Hendrix |
| You might catch the kid eatin' them shrooms |
| I’m outer space I’m in there too |
| I’m in mars and pluto too |
| Bricksquad is a army nigga |
| Pistols for my whole platoon |
| If you ain’t gettin' no money then |
| You might aswell leave the room |
| Freebands Freebands Freebands |
| We 'bout to give em hell |
| Free pillz free pillz free pillz |
| We got 'em vacuum sealed |
| I be drippin so much sauce |
| Got bitches ready to lick it off |
| I get so much money man |
| I swear I’m geeked up off the sauce |
| Gucci Mane yeah I’m a boss |
| I swear I have to make my point across |
| Bricks I got to get across |
| In my trap house getting off |