Blame

I like it when you bite your lips I like the way you dirty wine I love it when you grind them hips And you love it when I go behind Breast stroke Back stroke Let me dive in Deep in working baby girl don't throw the towel in I'll be the coach you be the player Ohhhh Yeah Cause we about to get into some trouble (In some trouble) It's a night shift yeah you working double (Working double) Baby making music playing on the shuffle Smack down neighbors thinking it's a royal rumble Damn This a way That way We can do it anyway that you wanna do it Right there Don't stop Ima please you how you want it Baby I'm about to prove it now Blame it on the alcohol Blame it on his actions Blame it on the miss calls He ain't even read ya message Blame it on him (Blame him) Don't blame it on me (Blame him) Yeah You coming up in here Blaming me Like I'm the one with the issues Yo nigga ain't even doing what he suppose to be doing Just lay down I got this