Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Blame It On Her lyrics

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Feat. Peewee Longway & Young Thug

(Intro)

Take it down a lil bit

Oh, y-yea, I feel it right there

Can feel that right there

We already dress, ok?

(Hook)

Pick me a bitch 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 bruh, just blame it on her (blame it on her)

Bitch, my family whole, gotta blame it on her

Why you thrill with me old bitch, ya know I got a cold bitch

Ya know I got a solo runner, don't blame it on me

I show ya thrill, put me on with ya, ya know I got that shoulder

Don't blame it on me, yah don't blame it on me

(Verse: Peewee Longway)

Many shows and they jugg

Hoes be like where the hell ya do that?

Keep come and get a real muthafuckin' flat

Last floor in the building, this sky path (it's a toast)

Bitches, they want all my riches

Bitches jam on, ridin' inches

Bitches don't wanna fuck me no mo'

Bitches want fuck all my bitches

Bitches know I'mma casino

I bite the Indian rimmin'

Bitches know I'm not eatable

But I ride round in no gimmick

My chick is juggin' befo' they come out

This is the light show and yo hole a mouth

Bad mo' bitch at my mofo house

And I can wale, I am a scout

Shish, shish, I mean it lil' bea

Heir Peewee, you should meet Longway

You know this is not airway Spain(?)

Ballin' last wash, could lean alright

(Hook)

Pick me a bitch 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 bruh, just blame it on her (blame it on her)

Bitch, my family whole, gotta blame it on her

Why you thrill with me old bitch, ya know I got a cold bitch

Ya know I got a solo runner, don't blame it on me

I show ya thrill, put me on with ya, ya know I got that shoulder

Don't blame it on me, yah don't blame it on me

(Verse: Young Thug)

Bad bitch, sawy little rock, shit I came for cops

Cocaine, picture in the box, repeat in the pot

My guns all have her name, O5-Glock, if it knee - gon' pop

She comin' on Longway lane, even if the pig ain't cop

Sure thing nigga ass get shot

Try lil baby, rain clap

Go too far in that drop

Catch my nigga, bag rocker

Block, fuck in the Longway broc

Gotta punish in the ill ring and watch

Traphouse been fuck a neighborhood watch

Ye see the Glishy drive a block, throw a brick

Big screen need me, twelve ounce to a brick

Cocaine cal dressed in the cut with me?

Ain't nuttin' combo for a betta OG

Cram up the house, nuttin' betta, Peewee

That's a hell, count the neighborhood seaweeds

She bout lemme see it like a boss see weed bruh

Throw rock on her butt, Peewee

Longway, leave my bitch on the far shit thing

Then gone, never will she saw the bit

Nowhere, go!

(Hook)

Pick me a bitch 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 bruh, just blame it on her (blame it on her)

Bitch, my family whole, gotta blame it on her

Why you thrill with me old bitch, ya know I got a cold bitch

Ya know I got a solo runner, don't blame it on me

I show ya thrill, put me on with ya, ya know I got that shoulder

Don't blame it on me, yah don't blame it on me

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