Blame It

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Blame it on the Goose (goose) Got you feeling loose (loose) Blame it on Petron ('tron) Got you in the zone (zone) Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the alcohol (fades) VERSE 1 Ay, 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 won't do But you know we probably gon do What you been fening deep inside Don't lie now HOOK Girl, What ya drinking Gone let it sink in Here for the weekend Thinking, we can See what we can be if we press fast foward Just one more round If you're down, I'm for it Fill another cup up Feeling on your butt-What? You don't even care now I was unaware How fine you was before my buzz set in (My buzz set in) Blame it on the Goose (goose) Got you feeling loose (loose) Blame it on Petron ('tron) Got you in the zone (zone) Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the Vodka Blame it on the Henny Blame it on the Blue Tap Gotcha feeling dizzy Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the alcohol (fades) VERSE 2 Oooh, see? She spilled some drink 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 gone do Baby, I would rather show you What you been missing in your life When I get inside HOOK VERSE 3 Girl I know you feel good Just like you look Couple more shots You open up like a book I ain't tripping (Cause I'mma read ya) I ain't tripping (I just wanna please ya) I'mma take a shot of *Nuvo Shawty didn't you know It's going down And we can go and kick it like Judo You know what I mean Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream So I made her say, "Ah, Ah, Ah" Now she got her hands on my legs Got my seats all wet in my ride All over my ride She look me dead in the eye (eye, eye) Then my pants got bigger She already knew what the figure Had her looking at her boyfriend Like "Fuck that Nigga" HOOK BRIDGE Now to the Ballers popping bottles With their Henny in they cups Screaming "Money ain't a thing" And if it ain't, throw it up In the sky, Hold your drinks up high And to the independent Ballers Who can buy they own bottles And if you looking like a model When them broke fellas holla Tell them bye And hold ya drinks up high You can... HOOK