Corrección Letra Blame It (Teairra Mari Remix) par Jamie Foxx

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Letra

Deep
Blame it on the Goose, gotcha feeling loose
Blame it on the 'Trón, catch me in a zone
Blame it on the a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-alcohol (Teairra... Yeah!)

I can give it to your Hood, but that ain't the way I look
Pour then let me drop and mix it up with Ciroc
I'm for real, that's the team that I drink with
Hoes out of tabs work more then your pink slip
Rosa bottles (Bottles), Patron in the ace gon follow
Ya'll gonna regrat this tomorrow
I need a designated driver, I'm looking for my ride
Cause I I-I-I I-I I'm so tipsy
Blame it on the lime green apple martini
The sippin got me trippin walkin around in my bikini
Right off the shots at 13, boy I on that gasoline
So don't make me, make me, cost a scene up in here
I'm all about that Louie, and I ain't talking bad
They tryina take me down, pourin rounds in my glass
And you can see me on the fluit, Got a room they wanna show me to it
Nope, I ain't drunk enough to do it

Blame it on the Goose, gotcha feelin' loose
Blame it on the 'Trón, got you in the zone
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the vodka, blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the blue tap got you feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Ooh see, she spilled some drink on me
And now I'm knowin' she tipsy
She put her body on me
And she keeps staring me right in my eyes
No tellin' what I'm gon' do
Baby I would rather show you
What you been missin' in your li-i-i-ife
When I get insi-i-i-ide

Girl what you drinkin'? Gon' let it sink in
Here for the weekend, thinkin' we can
See where we could be if we press fast forward
Just one more round and you're down, I know it
Fill another cup up, feelin' on your butt, what
You don't even care now, I was unaware how
Fine you was before my buzz set in
My buzz set in

Girl, I know you feel good, just like you look
Couple more shots, you open up like a book
I ain't trippin (Cause I'ma read ya)
Shawty I ain't trippin' (I just wanna please ya)
I'ma take a shot of Nuvo, shawty then you know
It's going down, we can go and kick it like judo
You know what I mean
Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream
So I made her say ah, ah-ah
Now she got her hand on my leg
Got my seats all wet in my ride (All wet in my ride)
All over my ride (All over my ride)
She look me dead in the eye, eye-eye
Then my pants got bigger, she already knew what to figure
Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "f**k that n***a!"

Now to the ballers poppin' bottles with they Henny in they cups
Screamin', "Money ain't a thang", if it ain't, throw it up
In the sky (In the sky)
And hold your drinks up high (High)
And to my independent mamas who can buy they own bottles
If you lookin' like a model, when them broke fellas holla
Tell 'em, "Bye" (Bye)
And hold your drinks up high

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