Blame Game

Album: My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy (2010)
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  • Ayy
    Whose fault? Uh
    (Whose fault?)

    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure
    Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
    Let's call out names, names, for sure

    I'll call you bitch for short
    As a last resort, and my first resort
    You call me motherfucker for long
    At the end of it you know we both were wrong

    But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure
    Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
    Let's call out names, names, for sure

    On a bathroom wall I wrote
    "I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else"
    (Else, else, else, else)
    I took a piss and dismiss it like, "Fuck it," and I went and found somebody else"
    (Else, else, else, else)
    Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
    (Self, self, self, self)
    'Til about two A.M. And I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself
    Somebody help

    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure
    Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
    Let's call out names, names, for sure

    You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
    Stick around, some real feelings might surface
    Been a long time since I spoke to you
    In a bathroom gripping you up, fucking and choking you
    What the hell was I supposed to do?
    I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
    And if you are I hope you have a good time
    'Cause I'll definitely be having mine

    (And you ain't finna see a) mogul get emotional
    Every time I hear 'bout other niggas that's stroking you
    Lying say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you
    Rubbing my name through the mud, who's provoking you?
    You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you
    Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control you
    One a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you
    Calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do?
    Even though I knew, he never told the truth
    He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to
    At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
    Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
    I heard he bought some Coke with my money, that ain't right, girl
    You getting blackmailed for that white girl
    You always said, "Yeezy, I ain't you're right girl
    You probably find one of them, "I like art-type girls"
    All of the lights, she was caught in the hype, girl
    And I was satisfied being in love with the lie
    Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
    For the pain and it be pouring every time when it rain

    Let's play the blame game
    I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure

    Things used to be, now they not
    Anything but us is who we are
    Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
    We've become public enemies
    We walk away like strangers in the street
    Gone for eternity
    We erased one another
    So far from where we came
    With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?
    Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
    Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
    Chloe Mitchell

    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure
    Let's call out names, names, I hate you more
    Let's call out names, names, for sure

    I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much
    No, I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much
    I can't love you this much

    And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing
    And when the phone called ,it just ring and ring
    You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back
    And I heard the whole thing

    I heard the whole thing
    Whole thing, whole thing, whole thing

    Oh my God
    Baby, you done took this shit to the 'nother motherfuckin' level!
    Now a neighborhood nigga like me
    Ain't supposed to be gettin' no pussy like this
    Goddamn, Goddamn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga?
    (Yeezy taught me)
    You, you never use to talk dirty, but now you, you goddamn disgusting
    My, my God, where, where, where'd you learn that?
    (Yeezy taught me)
    Look at you, motherfuckin' butt-ass naked with them motherfuckin' Jimmy Choos on
    Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?
    (Yeezy thought me)
    Yo, you took your pussy game up a whole 'nother level
    This is some Cirque du Soleil pussy now, shit
    You done went all porno on a nigga, OK
    And-and I-I-I-I-I love it
    And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you
    How'd you learn, how'd, how did your pussy game come up?
    (Yeezy thought me)
    I was fuckin' parts of your pussy I never fucked before
    I was in there like, "Oh, shit I never been here before"
    I've never even seen this part of pussy town before
    It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or some shit
    What the fuck happened?
    Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?
    (Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy)
    You know what, I gotta thank Yeezy
    And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him
    I'ma buy the album
    I'ma download that motherfucker, I'ma shoot a bootlegger!
    That's how good I feel about this nigga
    Ahh, I still can't believe you got me this watch
    This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted!
    You went to bezel! This is the motherfucker I wanted, I saw this shit
    I saw it, Twista had this shit on in The Source
    I remember! Twista had this motherfucker on in The Source
    That's right, that's right
    Yo, yo babe, yo, yo this the best birthday ever
    Where you learn to treat a nigga like this?
    (Yeezy taught me)
    Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well Writer/s: Chloe Mitchell, John Legend, Justin Franks, Kanye West, Mike Dean, Richard James
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O CAPASSO, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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