Cant Blame Us

[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