Blame Game

                                  Who's 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 sure

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)

I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and went and found somebody else

Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self

Till about 2 A.M. and I call back and I hang up and 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.

I'll call you bitch 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 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 definitely be having mine



And you ain't finna see a, mogul get emotional

Every time I hear bout other, nigga's is stroking you

Might say I hit you

He sitting there consoling you

Rubbing my name threw the mud

Who's provoking you?

You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you

Now you noticeable like can't nobody get control you

1 a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you

I'm calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to do

Even though I knew, he never told the truth

He was just gon' say whatever you gon' told him too

At a certain point I had to stop asking questions

Chuck 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

And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame

For the pain and it poured every time when it rained

Lets 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

Gon' 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



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 thought you how to get sexy for a nigga?

(Yeezy taught me)

You never use to talk dirty, but now you you goddamn disgusting,

My, my God, where'd you learn that?

(Yeezy taught me)

Look at you, motheruckin' butt ass naked, with them, Jimmy Choos on

Who thought you how to put some 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 I, and I love it

And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!

How did you learn, how, 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 ooh 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. 

Who the fuck happened?

Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?

(Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy)

You know what, I got to thank Yeezy.

And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him.

I'ma buy his 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, I saw it,

Twista had this shit on in The Source. 

I remember! Twista had this on in The Source.

That's right, that's right! 

Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!

Where you learn to treat a nigga like this?

(Yeezy taught me)

Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well.