Cant Blame Us

Lyrics

[Intro] Mellow, this shit is insane Jodi, you're a genius [Verse 1: Slim Guerilla] Man, I'ma cool, little G, I'm trying to get back You fuck around with the boys, you get your chain snatched And it can really get worse, you get your bitch snatched She done took off with a playa, she ain't coming back Oh yeah, it's like that, baby, yeah, it's like that It gon' hit, let it go, ain't no fighting back I break my niggas off bread like a Kit-Kat And watch my G's pull off in a Cadillac In the Cadillac, in the Cadillac Yeah, them Passion Playas boys don't know how to act In the Cadillac, in the Cadillac Passion Playa niggas really don't know how to act Chain and my wrist, boy, I shine like Prince Drop the top on the whip, now I lost my shit Little playa hater, man, I know I make them sick I ain't even take his girl, but she stole my dick [Chorus: Slim Guerilla] I, I, I don't make no sense, I, I, I don't make no sense I, I, I don't make no sense, I, I, I don't make no sense I, I, I don't make no sense, I, I, I don't make no sense I, I, I don't make no sense, I, I, I don't make no sense [Verse 2: Qwan Lennon] Passion Playa business, bitch, we forever balling Still pothole dodging, and these hoes still calling When you running up a check, man, these hoes ain't stalling Got a nigga at the crib and her panties still falling Shawty, find a cell, I don't care who she involved with I'ma still beat the pussy up like we was brawling We don't stress no more, more money, more problems Steady sipping more Belair in the black bottles Know you feel it, shawty want a Passion nigga, know that we the realest Black on black, rolling track, got the tires squealing Get her how we walk on no ceilings Fuck her in the penthouse on the top of the building Chain and my wrist, boy, I shine like Prince Doing donuts in the whip like I lost my shit Little playa hater, man, I know I make them sick I ain't even take his girl, but she stole my dick [Verse 3: Claire Maisto] I'm not here for too long Just want to slide through for a bit, then I'm gone Can't blame me if I want a playa, and he want me too Give him a good taste, and he trying to make me his boo, ooh, ooh A playa like me needs a playa like you Talk so sweet, but we leave too soon Don't fall for your games, 'cause I play them too Keep it simple and we don't have to lose We don't have to choose, but don't get it confused Them other bitches can't do what I do Try to compare, but just make me amused I'm not here for too long Just want to slide through for a bit, then I'm gone Can't blame me if I want a playa, and he want me too Give him a good taste, and he trying to make me his boo, ooh, ooh