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i’ll always see what’s under there,baby [Drake] Who’s that peeking in my window, uhhh you should let some more skin show, and if one of these websites get the info, we can work it out no nintendo, i just hit alt tab, switching between 2 convo’s i should just call cabs and bring em both here to the condo, yeah, normally it ain’t a question, we would cross paths like an intersection but she just too far away for affection so i pray that we never lose a connection cos i remember stacy, she probably hate me, she used to threaten she had a man to replace me, she talk that sh-t I just hit the escape key, and then she get mad and wanna go and erase me, and I remember amy, she used to AIM me, she stayed up late and used to blame me, she say i’m too wild, she wanna tame me, I told her even photoshop couldn’t change me, but you you you got me open girl, why lie, we ain’t even tryin to settle so why try, end the night with a kiss and a bye bye, no strings attached your love is so wi-fi, [The Dream] My digital girl girl girl girl girl girl Shes my digital girl girl girl girl girl girl girl Shes my digital girl [Jamie Foxx] My homies never see you but I always got you right here for me, tucked in my louis computer bag, where you are all I can be, I type you a message for the next send off, you shoot me a video and then upload, even though i hate this distance it keeps me persistent, one day I’ll have your ass in this kitchen [Chrous] Not a day goes by, shawty Without you on my mind, shawty in donna karen underwear baby i’ll always see what’s under there, [Kanye] When you take the picture cut off the face and cover up the tattoo by the waist Let the MC search till I reach third base And when I get home imma hit home plate Wait would this be considered our first date Ye this picture just looks so trash Your body make a baller spend cook coked cash Plus every good girl wanna go bad And playboy mags like Stacy dash Or Kim Cardash and be a lady addict You know whats a crazy thing some girls would make you wait longer than ac green Passion of the Christ 33 year old virgin Thats disrespectful baby don’t encourage him I like them brown yellow Puerto Rican or Persian Dashiki kimona or turban They say I dress white but my swag so urban Tryin’ my look I hit em with the text say Baby you up Question mark And she respond yes-s-s-i-r r, r, literally, pun intended [Chrous] [end] |
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i’ll always see what’s under there,baby
[Drake] Who’s that peeking in my window, uhhh you should let some more skin show, and if one of these websites get the info, we can work it out no nintendo, i just hit alt tab, switching between 2 convo’s i should just call cabs and bring em both here to the condo, yeah, normally it ain’t a question, we would cross paths like an intersection but she just too far away for affection so i pray that we never lose a connection cos i remember stacy, she probably hate me, she used to threaten she had a man to replace me, she talk that sh-t I just hit the escape key, and then she get mad and wanna go and erase me, and I remember amy, she used to AIM me, she stayed up late and used to blame me, she say i’m too wild, she wanna tame me, I told her even photoshop couldn’t change me, but you you you got me open girl, why lie, we ain’t even tryin to settle so why try, end the night with a kiss and a bye bye, no strings attached your love is so wi-fi, [The Dream] My digital girl girl girl girl girl girl Shes my digital girl girl girl girl girl girl girl Shes my digital girl [Jamie Foxx] My homies never see you but I always got you right here for me, tucked in my louis computer bag, where you are all I can be, I type you a message for the next send off, you shoot me a video and then upload, even though i hate this distance it keeps me persistent, one day I’ll have your ass in this kitchen [Chrous] Not a day goes by, shawty Without you on my mind, shawty in donna karen underwear baby i’ll always see what’s under there, [Kanye] When you take the picture cut off the face and cover up the tattoo by the waist Let the MC search till I reach third base And when I get home imma hit home plate Wait would this be considered our first date Ye this picture just looks so trash Your body make a baller spend cook coked cash Plus every good girl wanna go bad And playboy mags like Stacy dash Or Kim Cardash and be a lady addict You know whats a crazy thing some girls would make you wait longer than ac green Passion of the Christ 33 year old virgin Thats disrespectful baby don’t encourage him I like them brown yellow Puerto Rican or Persian Dashiki kimona or turban They say I dress white but my swag so urban Tryin’ my look I hit em with the text say Baby you up Question mark And she respond yes-s-s-i-r r, r, literally, pun intended [Chrous] [end] |
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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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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) (T-Pain Verse) 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 xxxxx that Nigga" (T-Pain Chorus) Blame it on the juice Got you feeling loose Blame it on Petron 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) 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... 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) |
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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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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) (T-Pain Verse) 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" (T-Pain Chorus) Blame it on the juice Got you feeling loose Blame it on Petron 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) 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... 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) |
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