BLAME IT ON BABY歌词
歌手：DaBaby 专辑：BLAME IT ON BABY
作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Dejuane Dunwood/Vladislav Mokhin/Jasper Lee Harris/Juho Tuovinen/Jacob Alan Greenspan/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Dejuane Dunwood/Vladislav Mokhin/Jasper Lee Harris/Juho Tuovinen/Jacob Alan Greenspan/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
I'm like, "**** it, let the beat build *****"
I do my own thing, ain’t worry 'bout how he feel *****, let's go
Special Ed, yeah, I’m a re-re *****
Can I get a re? (Ahem) Yeah, a refill, *****
Ya favorite rapper say he ****in' with Baby, somebody lied
Play with ya kids, 'cause the last ***** played me, somebody died (Yeah, yeah)
Playin' both sides, go play the victim, oh, now they cryin'
I water park when I slip in my baby, she let me slide
Chocolate-ass ***** (Yeah), real ***** rockstar
Platinum sellin' popstar, poppin'-ass ***** (Pop)
My ***** is like a Barbie, woo like I'm Pop Smoke
I lift up one leg when she drop that ass, ***** (Drop)
Shade Room, baby (Shade), shade who?
Everybody blame you, you ballin’ like you Babe Ruth, baby (Huh)
Blame it on Baby, I let the beat build (Wait a minute, who are you?)
Okay K.i.D, drop the beat and watch me take it home, baby (Let’s go)
I get chicken, no tender
Fine lil' ******* on Twitter
Denyin’ all these hoes on Insta
Brand new drip
I wear it one time like a ***** can't fit it
Blame it on Baby, a greasy lil' ***** (Grease)
iPhone ringin', who is it? (Brr)
Probably some lil’ ***** *****
He **** with my old ho
And he think he hurtin' my feelings, I already hit (Haa), psych
He must ain't heard about Baby
He must not know about Jon Jon
I heard they shut down the airport
Hopped on a jet to LA, *****, I'm ballin' like Bron-Bron
BDB, we gon' cut up regardless
I know I'm on top, I'm a target
My young ***** ballin' like Giannis
You play, we gon' pull up and shoot
Top floor of the penthouse, biggest one still in C******te (Let's go)
I know these hoes gon' creep
I'll never be a fool and think that she me
I'm the type to let a ho do what she want
I'm the type of let a ***** do what she please (Please)
I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap
Nine out of ten of these *****s naive
Lame-ass *****, might as well be a rat
Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, (Slow down, slow down) please
I'm startin' to think that y'all the police, *****
You know that shit just see on IG, you don't know me, *****, let's go
You crossed the line, gon' have to show me *****
They be like "Why you switched the beat?" Because my flow neat, *****
"I thought he couldn't switch the flow, how the hell he switchin' the beat up?“
They don't know who they ****in' with, do this shit with my feet up
Yawning on these *****s, sit back, go to sleep
I get woke by a lil freak, with my **** in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a ***** to order a pizza
Gon' end up eatin' Domino's, I can't even lie
I'm a player, I had all kind of hoes way before the designer clothes
I put on a sweatsuit and leave with ya ho
A whole arena full of people to see me at the show, you know?
I rock the show and I lay low with my freak
It ain't too many rappers that can **** with me, and she know, let's go
I know these hoes gon' creep
I'll never be a fool and think that she me
I'm the type of let a ho do what she want
I'm the type of let a ***** do what she please (Please)
I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap
Nine out of ten of these *****s naive
Lame-ass *****, might as well be a rat
Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, please
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Dejuane Dunwood/Vladislav Mokhin/Jasper Lee Harris/Juho Tuovinen/Jacob Alan Greenspan/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
I'm like, "**** it, let the beat build *****"
I do my own thing, ain’t worry 'bout how he feel *****, let's go
Special Ed, yeah, I’m a re-re *****
Can I get a re? (Ahem) Yeah, a refill, *****
Ya favorite rapper say he ****in' with Baby, somebody lied
Play with ya kids, 'cause the last ***** played me, somebody died (Yeah, yeah)
Playin' both sides, go play the victim, oh, now they cryin'
I water park when I slip in my baby, she let me slide
Chocolate-ass ***** (Yeah), real ***** rockstar
Platinum sellin' popstar, poppin'-ass ***** (Pop)
My ***** is like a Barbie, woo like I'm Pop Smoke
I lift up one leg when she drop that ass, ***** (Drop)
Shade Room, baby (Shade), shade who?
Everybody blame you, you ballin’ like you Babe Ruth, baby (Huh)
Blame it on Baby, I let the beat build (Wait a minute, who are you?)
Okay K.i.D, drop the beat and watch me take it home, baby (Let’s go)
I get chicken, no tender
Fine lil' ******* on Twitter
Denyin’ all these hoes on Insta
Brand new drip
I wear it one time like a ***** can't fit it
Blame it on Baby, a greasy lil' ***** (Grease)
iPhone ringin', who is it? (Brr)
Probably some lil’ ***** *****
He **** with my old ho
And he think he hurtin' my feelings, I already hit (Haa), psych
He must ain't heard about Baby
He must not know about Jon Jon
I heard they shut down the airport
Hopped on a jet to LA, *****, I'm ballin' like Bron-Bron
BDB, we gon' cut up regardless
I know I'm on top, I'm a target
My young ***** ballin' like Giannis
You play, we gon' pull up and shoot
Top floor of the penthouse, biggest one still in C******te (Let's go)
I know these hoes gon' creep
I'll never be a fool and think that she me
I'm the type to let a ho do what she want
I'm the type of let a ***** do what she please (Please)
I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap
Nine out of ten of these *****s naive
Lame-ass *****, might as well be a rat
Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, (Slow down, slow down) please
I'm startin' to think that y'all the police, *****
You know that shit just see on IG, you don't know me, *****, let's go
You crossed the line, gon' have to show me *****
They be like "Why you switched the beat?" Because my flow neat, *****
"I thought he couldn't switch the flow, how the hell he switchin' the beat up?“
They don't know who they ****in' with, do this shit with my feet up
Yawning on these *****s, sit back, go to sleep
I get woke by a lil freak, with my **** in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a ***** to order a pizza
Gon' end up eatin' Domino's, I can't even lie
I'm a player, I had all kind of hoes way before the designer clothes
I put on a sweatsuit and leave with ya ho
A whole arena full of people to see me at the show, you know?
I rock the show and I lay low with my freak
It ain't too many rappers that can **** with me, and she know, let's go
I know these hoes gon' creep
I'll never be a fool and think that she me
I'm the type of let a ho do what she want
I'm the type of let a ***** do what she please (Please)
I ain't breakin' bread, I'm cheap
Nine out of ten of these *****s naive
Lame-ass *****, might as well be a rat
Lettin' all these hoes run away with yo' cheese, please
