Karaoké Confetti (remix) Little Mix & Saweetie

Little Mix

Hey

Saweetie

Ah

Hmm

We wanna celebrate

Like we in the club

Let's go 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

Shoulda left your ass 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 blockin' 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 VIP

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

Flashin' lights

I ain't got a 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

Shoulda left your ass from time ago

Didn't love me then but now I do

I'ma let the good things in my life rain down

From the sky drop like confetti

All eyes on me, yeah

So VIP

All of my dreams

From the sky drop like confetti

Drop it down

You're missin' me

Missin' me

But I'm finally free

I got what I need

So let it rain down like confetti

Oh, la-la-la let it rain down

Oh, la-la-la let it, let it rain down

Oh, la-la-la let it, let it rain down

Oh, la-la-la, let it rain down

So my girl hit me up about her fuckboy dude

I said, "Hold on, hold on what he say he did to you?"

Caught him sendin' dick pics and a couple of nudes

Shit, we can chop it off and I'ma Bobbitt in stew

I don't play that shit

No, no, beat his ass on slow-mo

Ride or die on go-go nigga, I'm a Yoko Ono

I'm an artsy bitch you're gonna miss these lips

Now I'ma have to slap yours with my Swavorski tips

Oh

I'm a Cancer baby but

I got Scorpio ways

Oh

Credit high on all my cards top one is my face

Yeah

Get a pedi in my Tessie yeah, there's plenty of space

New it-girl on the block they all copy and paste

Face on Halle body on Chloe

Ain't givin' you a chance

I'ma give it to your homie

Mood on petty so promiscuous

Oh

From the sky drop like confetti you ain't gettin' this

All eyes on me

So VIP

All of my dreams

From the sky drop like confetti

You're missin' me

You're missin' me

I'm finally, finally free

I got, I got what I need

So let it rain down like confetti

Oh, la-la-la let it rain down

Oh, la-la-la let it rain down

Oh, la-la-la let it rain down

Let it rain down