Ain’t My Fault

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo... Ladies and gentlemen It's Verbz Hey, hey From London town From the UK, hey, hey Yup, from London town From the UK, hey, hey I'm from London town From the UK, hey, hey Check it out [Verse 1] You could try to hop with her, recognize by the way your mouth drop Your girlfriend sweatin' me, yeah, she all over my style (back up) Don't be mad at me 'cause I fix up so hot Don't be mad at me, don't be mad at me [Chorus] It ain't my fault Everybody wanna know who the shorty with the Chanel clutch is, where she get that? It ain't my fault I shop like a party hop, everybody see me in my jeans and my new Kidrobot It ain't my fault It don't matter what ya got, can't rock it hot, they'll all be laughin' at you like Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha [Verse 2] Gold pan watch and my rose gold chain hangs low (hey, hey, hey) Closet full of high-tops stacked in their box, brand new (hey, hey, hey) Traffic stops when I hit the block with my Dora knocks on Don't be mad at me, don't be mad at me [Chorus] It ain't my fault Everybody wanna know who the shorty with the Chanel clutch is, where she get that? It ain't my fault I shop like a party hop, everybody see me in my jeans and my new Kidrobot It ain't my fault It don't matter what ya got, can't rock it hot, they'll all be laughin' at you like Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (let me hear 'em laugh... listen) [Verse 3] You can call me Verbz, Ms. Cappuccini The matter of business is the manner you greet me I spot swagger with my London eye You ain't got it, I can spot it from the London Eye (yup) Like being on a mission from the MI-5 I show the world how to keep it fly-y-y-y (yup) I wear my Gazelles, I rock the Hell's Belles Yes, I got it, born with it and I don't even try And don't be mad that my hair has bags When I fill 3 cabs and I make a dash And don't be mad when I flip my visor When I sit beside ya with my joint on blast (blast) You can spend your money on the latest trends But you're lookin' at the source where the trend began You talk about my style, but in the meanwhile Got your man in the palm of my hand (yes, sir) [Chorus] It ain't my fault Everybody wanna know who the shorty with the Chanel clutch is, where she get that? It ain't my fault I shop like a party hop, everybody see me in my jeans and my new Kidrobot It ain't my fault It don't matter what ya got, can't rock it hot, they'll all be laughin' at you like Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha It ain't my fault Everybody wanna know who the shorty with the Chanel clutch is, where she get that? It ain't my fault I shop like a party hop, everybody see me in my jeans and my new Kidrobot It ain't my fault It don't matter what ya got, can't rock it hot, they'll all be laughin' at you like Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha [Outro] Stevie J... I am Mr. Deniro She is... Ms. Cappuccini Verbz... C'mon... Let's go