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It's VEDO, baby
Fuck it up
Every time you want it, girl, you fuck it up
If this don't turn me on, then, baby, nothin' does
You the type to do it extra nasty just because
Always strokin' my emotions
A work ethic that earns people promotions
And I can always tell when you're approachin'
Round for round, then I go down and shift my focus
I ain't outside no more
You're gettin' all my time for sure
If they ask me why of course
I tell them the truth
Oh, baby, I blame you
I got everything right here
I ain't gotta go nowhere
I'm gon' tell them, baby
I blame you
It's them four course meals
Girl, that pussy sealed the deal
I'm gon' tell them, baby
Oh-oh-oh, I blame you
This for everybody
I got somebody
Oh, baby girl, I blame you
If they lookin' for me
Like, "What happened to him?"
Oh, baby, oh, baby, I blame you
I ain't really been in no clubs (clubs)
Everybody tryin' to pull up (pull up)
I just been focused on us, yeah (oh-woah)
You got what I want
I made you number one
You know how to wake me up, yeah, yeah
I didn't know you was so talented
Keepin' your balance the way you manage, it don't make no sense
Another one, so special one of one
Run it back 'til the sun is up
Ain't nobody can shit on us
I ain't outside no more (no more)
You're gettin' all my time for sure
If they ask me why of course
I tell them the truth
Oh, baby, I blame you
I got everything right here
I ain't gotta go nowhere
I'm gon' tell them, baby
I blame you
It's them four course meals
Girl, that pussy sealed the deal
I'm gon' tell them, baby
Oh-oh-oh, I blame you
This for everybody
I got somebody
Oh, baby girl, I blame you
If they lookin' for me
Like, "What happened to him?"
Oh, baby, oh, baby, I blame you
Yeah, yeah
I blame you
Oh, baby, oh, baby
I blame you
Yeah
I blame you
WRITERS
Daniel Breland, William Kevany, Roderick Doss Jr., Wilbart McCoy III
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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Sadness
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Theme
Sexual
