Blame It

22/05/2009

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[Chorus:] Blame it on the goose Got you feeling loose Blame it on Patron Got you in the zone Blame it on the a a a a a alcohol Blame it on the a a a a a a alcohol Hey she say she usually don't But I know that she front Cause shawty know what she want But she don't wanna seem like she easy I hear you saying what ya wont do But you know we probably goin' do What you been feigning deep inside Don't lie now Girl what you drinking? Goin' let sink in Here for the weekend Thinking We can See what we can be if we press press forward Just one more round and you're down I'll pouring Fill another cup up Feeling on yo butt what? You don't even care now I was unaware how fine you was before my buzz set in, my buzz set in [Chorus] [Chorus 2:] Blame it on the vodka Blame it on the henny Blame it on the blue top Got you feeling dizzy Blame it on the a a a a a alcohol Blame it on the a a a a a a alcohol Oopsy She spilled some drank on me And now I'm knowing she's tipsy She put her body on me And she keep staring me right in my eyes No telling what I'm going do Baby I'd rathe show you What you been missing in your life when I get inside. Girl what you drinking? Goin' let sink in Here for the weekend Thinking We can See what we can be if we press fast forward Just one more round and if you're down I'll pouring Fill another cup up Feeling on yo butt what? I was unaware how fine you was before my buzz set in, my buzz set in [Chorus] [Chorus 2] (T-Pain!) Girl, I know you feel good Just like you look, couple more shots You open up like a book, I ain't trippin 'cause I'ma read ya Shawty, I ain't trippin', I jus' wanna please ya I'ma take a shot of Nuvo, shawty, didn't you know It's going down, we can go kick it like Judo You know what I mean Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream So I made her say I, I Now she got her hand on my leg Got my seats all wet in my ride All over my ride, all over my ride She look me dead in the eye Then my pants got bigga She already knew what to figga Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, I, I [Chorus] [Chorus 2] Now to the ballas poppin' bottles With they henny in they cups screamin' Money ain't a thing, if it ain't throwin' it up in the sky Hold your drinks up high (high) And to my independent ballers Who can buy they own bottles If you lookin' like a model When them broke fellas holla, tell 'em, bye Hold your drinks up high [Chorus] [Chorus 2]

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