Correction Paroles AIN’T MY FAULT par Doe Boy

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RBO GS9 (Ayy)
Everybody, what the f**k is up? (Ayy, ayy, ah-ah-ah)
I was just tokin' on that dead a** n***a (Ah-ah-ah, huh?)
Get high, man, tokin' on that dead a** n***a, that's (Ah, ah, ah, get shmurda'd)
Sniper gang (Ah-ah-ah, huh? Get shmurda'd)

Heard your big homie a pu**y (It ain't my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pu**y (It ain't my fault)
My n***as vets, you n***as rookies (It ain't my fault)
Lil Jon got hit with a fully (It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd
It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain't my fault, my young n***as play with burners
It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault

That the opp got caught
F**k the drive-by, gang hop out, war
Ridin' with the chop', I stay with it like a aux'
Ain't my fault, your b*t*h in love with the lean
Fresh out the box, that b*t*h clean
Doe Beezy that n***a, e'rry bad b*t*h dream
F**k that ho, my sneaky link a AR-15 (That's the only thing I'm lean)
N***a ran up on it, he got shmurda'd like he Bob
Fetti with me, don't try mе unless you smokin' Bobby (Baow, baow, baow)
They scream, "Ah, ah, ah," hе get bodied (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Do a drill with mops and then hop on the track with Rowdy (Huh? Oh, really)
When shh got hit in the head, wasn't my fault (It wasn't my fault, boom)
All my n***as, they want hunnid, they can't be bought (All my n***as, they want hunnid)
Fifty chop' on the porch, then put it in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
This Gat' got two new bodies, I can't get caught (Woo, bah, bah-bah)
Just sh*tted on these n***as, did I do that? (Did I do that?)
I just sh*tted on these b*t*hes, did they look back? (Did they look back?)
Gotta watch out for these n***as, I gotta move tac' (I gotta move super tac')
I just brought my n***as two b*t*hes, two .50s with MACs (And that sh*t no cap)
Tell that n***a that's movin' too crazy to chill, tell that n***a, "Relax" (Huh?)
The b*t*h that just walked by with Chanel on her foot, tell her, "Come sit on my lap" (Come on)
Tell my sister, "Rich girl, where your sis? I think you met your match" (Ayy, ayy)
AR both got APs on (Ayy, ayy)
(What? Bet you can't bust it like that)

It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd
It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain't my fault, my young n***as play with burners
It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault
Heard your big homie a pu**y (It ain't my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pu**y (It ain't my fault)
My n***as vets, you n***as rookies (It ain't my fault)

I paid thirty-six for cookie and ninety for the roll
If he get robbed when he leave, it ain't my fault
I been killin' since fifteen, let's hear that exhaust
McLaren, my b*t*h tomorrow, like sharin' no b*t*h at all
My hands dusty from dawg, my Amiris work through the soft
My bag ain't got a hole, I been in this b*t*h for years
I just took back the Bentley, I might take back the Urus
On five thousand with tool, I threw away the compressor
But still yellin', "Free Woo," my side b*t*hes too messy
They all want me to cuff 'em, been with me since I had nothin'
The only reason I love 'em, I'm quick to tell a b*t*h, "F**k her"
Got blood still on my knuckles, we had noodles for supper
Now my meals thirty-five
I don't care how hot it is, b*t*h, I'll burn the fire
It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd
It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain't my fault, my young n***as play with burners
It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault
Heard your big homie a pu**y (It ain't my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pu**y (It ain't my fault)
My n***as vets, you n***as rookies (It ain't my fault)

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