Blame It On The Money Lyrics

King Los

God, Money, War

Lyrics to Blame It On The Money
Blame It On The Money Video:
And we just do what G's do
100 grand when we breeze through
She's the one I throw my cheese to
I watch her break it down, 3 2

1, watch her break it down with two hands on her knees
Drop it to the ground and she dance like a freak
2 to the 3 from the 3 to the 4
Throw it in a circle, show me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
5 bad ass bitches at the crib with my Gs
6 in the morning and they still didn't leave
7 more pulled up, knocking at the door
Throw it in a circle, tell me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money

Get it, she gone off the deep end
She drop it to the ground, make her knees bend
All up in the circle with her freak friends
Dancing while somebody watch their babies for the weekend
It's 2 AM and I'm just stepping in
Bumped into some lesbians and they said let's be friends
Now they knocking at my door screaming let me in
Just like that, went down just like Shaq on ESPN
Plus I brought some cash to throw
[?] went out of town, I used his crib and threw a fashion show
Except we forgot the fashion
And only owe the strippers, nigga bring the money bags in
They twerking in the pool too
Snapchat that motherfucker, upload it to YouTube
I'mma show you who's who
Yeah she do it like a G too, count it down, 3 2

1, watch her break it down with two hands on her knees
Drop it to the ground and she dance like a freak
2 to the 3 from the 3 to the 4
Throw it in a circle, show me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
5 bad ass bitches at the crib with my Gs
6 in the morning and they still didn't leave
7 more pulled up, knocking at the door
Throw it in a circle, tell me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money

Pillowtops on them cheeks
Right back to the chill spot with the freaks
She work out, had the ill thighs with the cheeks
Dancing like she finna do some real squats on the D
Hold up, I told her money just a word to me
She said she a waitress, well I like that pussy served to me
And if the homies get a word to me
I bus to A-Town, that mean I call and get the birds to me
She walking like that pussy good to go
She get up in my sheets and she might be a centerfold
I told her dip it low, go and get that dinner roll
I got a whole squad, finna go 3 2

1, watch her break it down with two hands on her knees
Drop it to the ground and she dance like a freak
2 to the 3 from the 3 to the 4
Throw it in a circle, show me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money, blame it on the money
5 bad ass bitches at the crib with my Gs
6 in the morning and they still didn't leave
7 more pulled up, knocking at the door
Throw it in a circle, tell me what you do it for
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Blame it on the money, blame it on the money
Songwriters: KEVIN LAMONT RANDOLPH, DESMOND PETERSON, ERNEST CLARK, CARLOS COLEMAN, MARCOS ENRIQUE PALACIOS, ANDRE BROWN, TYRONE KELSIE, ERIC MCINTOSH
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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