Lyrics:
motherfucker for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Mean girls
Well, I ain't a mean girl
But I've known a few
They'll make you cry, baby
And then blame it on you
They'll hate you if you're pretty
by the moonlight
Out here the world don't spin
Everything stops where the pavement ends
You can get you a buzz, blame it on the radio
Find
all cool
It's OK
We've got everything going our way
Can't complain if we're alright
It's all good
I'm just a regular Joe, with a beautiful girl
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 cheating
And you
don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humor
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl
Sometimes love walks away
Sometimes love has to change
Sometimes the heart has to break
But you're not the only one
That's been hurt by love
Sometimes
don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humor
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl
don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humor
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl
away
I said hey little girl don't you know he's the devil he's everything that I ain't
Hidin' intentions of evil under the smile of a saint
All he's
apart
And there's no one accepting the blame
But girl you and I we got too much too lose
By one of us saying goodbye
And I see it clearly we're both
I walk into the club and I got two sexy girls on each side (come on)
(You know, you know, you know we on that) let's go
Money in the bank but still
someone else's melody
It wasn't really me
Somehow I took myself for granted
In someone else's eyes
I saw reflections of a girl I was who caught me by
told me, "be careful what you do
Don't go around brakin' young girls' hearts"
But she she came and stood right by me and I smelled her sweet perfume
she be healin' that shit
And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But
even though the boy's in need,
But needing her wont bring her back to me,
And I can't believe this girl ain't by my side,
This shit ain't right
Anything
she be healin' that shit
And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But
can't call her even though the boy's in need,
But needing her won't bring her back to me,
And I can't believe this girl ain't by my side,
This shit
[Chorus]
No I'm not the blame
I'ts not my fault you change
girl I'm still the same man
who gave you everything you
wanted
[Chorus]
I remember days
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got
Yea, but I'm the furthest thing from calm
Dedicated to my mom, and I swear my word is bond
Everything will be okay and it won't even take that long
to put that ring on your finger, oh girl
Gave you the finer things in life,
Paid any price just to make you happy, was I crazy, oh baby, oh girl
But I
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