Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you bitch for short
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me 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
Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
On a bathroom wall I wrote
"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else"
(Else, else, else, else)
I took a piss and dismiss it like, "Fuck it," and I went and found somebody else"
(Else, else, else, else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two A.M. And I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself
Somebody help
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, some real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you
In a bathroom gripping you up, fucking and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do?
I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are I hope you have a good time
'Cause I'll definitely be having mine
(And you ain't finna see a) mogul get emotional
Every time I hear 'bout other niggas that's stroking you
Lying say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you
Rubbing my name through the mud, who's provoking you?
You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you
Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control you
One a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you
Calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do?
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some Coke with my money, that ain't right, girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said, "Yeezy, I ain't you're right girl
You probably find one of them, "I like art-type girls"
All of the lights, she was caught in the hype, girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lie
Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
For the pain and it be pouring every time when it rain
Let's play the blame game
I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We've become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gone for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
Chloe Mitchell
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
No, I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing
And when the phone called ,it just ring and ring
You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back
And I heard the whole thing
I heard the whole thing
Whole thing, whole thing, whole thing
Oh my God
Baby, you done took this shit to the 'nother motherfuckin' level!
Now a neighborhood nigga like me
Ain't supposed to be gettin' no p***y like this
Goddamn, Goddamn! Who taught you how to get s*xy for a nigga?
(Yeezy taught me)
You, you never use to talk dirty, but now you, you goddamn disgusting
My, my God, where, where, where'd you learn that?
(Yeezy taught me)
Look at you, motherfuckin' butt-ass naked with them motherfuckin' Jimmy Choos on
Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yo, you took your p***y game up a whole 'nother level
This is some Cirque du Soleil p***y now, shit
You done went all p***o on a nigga, OK
And-and I-I-I-I-I love it
And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you
How'd you learn, how'd, how did your p***y game come up?
(Yeezy thought me)
I was fuckin' parts of your p***y I never fucked before
I was in there like, "Oh, shit I never been here before"
I've never even seen this part of p***y town before
It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or some shit
What the fuck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your p***y all re-upholstered?
(Yeezy re-upholstered my p***y)
You know what, I gotta thank Yeezy
And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him
I'ma buy the album
I'ma download that motherfucker, I'ma shoot a bootlegger!
That's how good I feel about this nigga
Ahh, I still can't believe you got me this watch
This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted!
You went to bezel! This is the motherfucker I wanted, I saw this shit
I saw it, Twista had this shit on in The Source
I remember! Twista had this motherfucker on in The Source
That's right, that's right
Yo, yo babe, yo, yo this the best birthday ever
Where you learn to treat a nigga like this?
(Yeezy taught me)
Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well
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Blame Game - Kanye West and John Legend
