Letra da Música Confident (feat. Chance The Rapper) Justin Bieber

Don't do it to me
Don't do it to me (oh, no, no, oh, no, no)
Don't do it to me (oh, no, no, oh, no, no)
Don't do it to me (oh, no, no, oh, no, no)
Don't do it to me (oh, no, no, oh, no, no)Focused, I'm focused
She got a body like that
I ain't never seen nothin' like that, uh-uh
Like a fantasy in front of me, yeah
I think that something special is going downThat's right, I think she foreign (foreign)
I think she foreign (foreign), got passports
Mi amor ('mor) started slow (slow), got faster
She gon' work some more (more), work some more (more)
No stopping her now (now, now)
No stopping her now (now, now, now, now)And then she started dancing, sexual romancing
Nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets
What's your nationality? I wonder if there's more of youShe's got my attention, she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, and I'm down with it
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confidentShe's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, and I'm down with it
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confidentYou could tell by the way she walks in the room
She said it's her first time (oh, yeah, yeah)
I think she might have lied
Feels so good, damn (oh, yeah, yeah)
And I don't know why
I'm addicted (oh, yeah, yeah)
Something like an addict
Got me twisted (oh, yeah, yeah)
But still I gotta have itExplosive, explosive (yeah, yeah)
I could still smell her perfume
It's not hard to notice, that I'm open
Hypnotized by the way she movesAnd then she started dancing, sexual romancing
Nasty but she fancy, Mona Lisa masterpiece
What's your nationality? I wonder if there's more of youShe's got my attention (hold on), she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, and I'm down with it
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confidentYou could tell by the way she walks in the room
She said it's her first time (oh, yeah, yeah)
I think she might have lied
Feels so good, damn (oh, yeah, yeah)
And I don't know why (igh!)
I'm addicted (oh, yeah, yeah)
Something like an addict (ooh-woo!)
Got me twisted (oh, yeah, yeah)
(Chance? The Rapper? Igh!) but still I gotta have itTattoos, piercings and she just learned to twerk (oh?)
She ain't got a heart or a ass, just her brains
Gotta ask 'cause her ass on a learning curve (oh?)
And she love to hurn the berb, I mean burn the word
That's only legal with a doctor's note (oh?)
Real deep pockets like a doctor's coat (igh! Igh!)
Stay faded like Diddy's hair, back tryna rock the voteShe the first mate when I rock the boat (igh!)
She never forget to ride like a bicycle
She like planes, trains, chains with icicles
It goes her, blank, blank, and rock and roll (igh!)
She say I know, honey bunny, that's the funny thing (ooh!)
Thots twerk for the Goodfellas
She money dance with the money team, igh!She's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confident
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, and I'm down with it
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no, she's confidentYou could tell by the way she walks in the room
She said it's her first time (oh, yeah, yeah)
I think she might have lied
Feels so good, damn (oh, yeah, yeah)
And I don't know why
I'm addicted (oh, yeah, yeah)
Something like an addict
Got me twisted (oh, yeah, yeah)
But still I gotta have it (woo!)Still I gotta have it (yeah)
Still I gotta have it (alright)
Still I gotta have it (yeah, alright)Oh, no, no, oh, no, no (yeah)
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no (alright)
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no (yeah)
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no
But still I gotta have it

Composição: Maurice Simmonds / Chancelor Bennett / Kenneth Coby / Justin Bieber.