Blame Game
(John Legend)
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
[Kanye West]
On a bathroom wall I wrote:
"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else"
I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck and I went and found somebody else
Fuck, arguing and I harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2 a.m. and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself
Somebody help
[John Legend]
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
[Kanye West]
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 in this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are, I hope you have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine
And you ain't finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear about other nigga's stroking you
Lie and say I hit you, he sitting there, consoling you
Running 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 of you
1 a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you
I'm calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just go say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point, I had to stop asking questions
Chuck on 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'll 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 a lie
Now, who to blame? You to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured everytime when it rained
[John Legend]
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
[Kanye West]
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 el, o, vee, e
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
Chloe Mitchell
[John Legend]
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 [5x]
No, I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much [2x]
[Kanye West]
And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing
And when the phone called, it just rang and rang
You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back
And I heard the whole thing
I heard the whole thing (the whole thing [3x])
[Chris Rock]
Oh, my God!
Baby, you done took this shit to the another motherfucking level
Now, a neighborhood nigga like me ain't supposed to be getting no pussy like this
Goddamn, goddamn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga?
-Yeezy taught me
You never used to talk dirty, but now yo-you're goddamn disgusting!
My, my God, wh-where, where did you learn that?
-Yeezy taught me
Look at you motherfucking but-ass naked
With them mothefuckin' Jimmy Choos on
Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?
-Yeezy taught me
Yo, you took your pussy game up a whole another level
This is some Cirque 'u Soleil pussy now! Shit
You done went all porno on a nigga, ok?
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 you pussy game come up?
-Yeezy taught me
I was fucking parts of your pussy I never fucked before
I was in there like: oh, shit, I never been here before
I've never even seen this part of pussy town before
It's like you got this shit reupholstered or some shit
What the fuck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your pussy all reupholstered?
-Yeezy reupholstered my pussy
You know what? I got to thank Yeezy
And when I see that nigga, I'ma thank him
I'ma buy that album, I'ma download that mothefucker
I'ma shoot a bootlegger!
That's how good I feel about this nigga
Oh! I still can't believe you got me this watch
This mothefucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted!
Even with the bezel! This is the mothefucker 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 is the best birthday ever!
Where you learnt to treat a nigga like this?
-Yeezy taught me
Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well!
Compositor: Kanye West Feat. John Legend and Pusha TPublicado em 2010ECAD verificado fonograma #2727273 em 27/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM