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gucci mane - blame it on her lyrics

[intro]
turn me down a lil bit
oh, y-yea, he can ride
matter fact pull up right there
be at our address, ok?

[hook: young thug]
pick me a b-tch and blame it on her (blame it on her)
leave a snitch in the ditch, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
can’t blame it on bro, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
miss my cameo, gotta blame it on her
ok the 12 pull me over b-tch, you know i got that cola b-tch
you know i got that soda, i’m gon blame it on her
i say the 12 pull me over b-tch, you know i got that soda
i’m gon blame it on her, i’m gon blame it on her

[verse: young thug]
mash off in that jag
hoes be like why the h-ll ya do that?
keep come and get a real m-th-f-ckin’ flat
last floor in the building, this sky path (it’s tall as f-ck)
b-tches just want all my riches
b-tches just want ride on inches
b-tches don’t wanna f-ck me no mo’
b-tches want f-ck all my b-tches
b-tches know i’m a casino
i buy the indian remi
b-tches know i’m not d bo
but i’m ride round, and i’m getting it
my chick is juggin’ me fo’ they come out
this is the light show and yo hole a mouth
got more bricks than a motherfu’ house
and i cook well, i am a scout
yes, yes, yes i’m leanin’, little bae
dear peewee, you should meet longway
you know dk my ace, no spade
ballin like sports drinkin “lean-a-rade

[hook]
pick me a b-tch and blame it on her (blame it on her)
leave a snitch in the ditch, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
can’t blame it on bro, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
miss my cameo, gotta blame it on her
ok the 12 pull me over b-tch, you know i got that cola b-tch
you know i got that soda, i’m gon blane it on her
i say the 12 pull me over b-tch, you know i got that soda
i’m gon blame it on her, i’m gon blame it on her

[verse: peewee longway]
bad b-tch, solid as a rock, she got game for cops
cocaine, catch it in the box, whip it in the pot
my guns in her name, o5-glock, f&n gon’ pop
she ain’t screamin out longway name, even if the pig -ss cop
show her the n-gga i shot
f-ck em baby, bonnie and clyde
in two foreign -ss drops
catch my n-gga, baby rockaby
f-ck in the longway broc
gotta punish in the ill ring and watch
traphouse been f-ck a neighborhood watch
dc to gleeshy drive a block, throw a brick
big screen need me, twelve ounce to a brick
cocaine cowgirl steal a clip for me
ain’t nuttin’ humble for a betta og
buying up the whole strand, ain’t no sh-t, peewee
that’s a h-ll, count the neighborhood seaweeds
whatcha got, let me see ya pocket boy, see wee?
racks on racks on that boy peewee
me and my b-tch on the f-ck sh-t, gunplay
love the way she suck d-ck
longway, go!

- gucci mane lyrics

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