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Let's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call her names, names, for sure.I'll call you bitch for sureAs a last resort, and my first resortYou call me motherfucker for long,At the end of it you know we both were wrong.But I love to play the blame game, I love you more.Let's play the blame game for sure.Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call her names, names, for sure.On a bathroom wall I wrote"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else" (else, else, else)I took a piss and dismiss it and went and found somebody elseArguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking selfTill about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myselfSomebody helpLet's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call her names, names, for sure.You weren't perfect but you made life worth itStick around, real feelings might surfaceBeen a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom gripping you up and choking youWhat the hell was I supposed to doI know you aint getting this type of d-ck from that local dudeAnd if you are I hope you are have a good timeCause I definitely be having mineAnd you aint finna see a mogul get emotionalEvery time I hear bout other nigga's stroking youMight say I hit youHe sitting there consoling youThrew the money, threw the mudWho's provoking youYou should be grateful a like me even knows youNow you noticeable and cant nobody can control you1am and can't nobody get a hold of youI'm calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to doEven though I knew, he never told the truthHe was just gon say whatever you gon told him tooAt a certain point I had to stop asking questionsChuck dirt on eachother like mud wrestlersI heard he bought some coke with my moneyDat aint right girlYou getting blackmailed for that white girlYou always said Yeezy I aint you're right girlProbably find one of them "I like art" type girlsAll of the lights, she was caught in the hype girlAnd I was satisfied being in love with the lightsAnd who to blame, you to blame, me to blameFor the pain and it poured everytime it rainedLets play the blame game...Let's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Things used to be, now they notAnything but us is who we areDisguising ourselves as secret loversWe've become public enemiesWe walk away like strangers in the streetGon for eternityWe erased one anotherSo far from where we cameWith so much of everything, how do we leave with nothingLack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-EHatred and attitude tear us entirelyLet's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call her names, names, for sure.I can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchNo, I can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchAnd I know that you are somehwere doing your thingAnd when the phone called it just ring and ringYou aint pick up but your phone accidently called me backAnd I heard the whole thing.I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing...Ohh my God..Baby you done took this.. to another level!Now a neighbourhood nigga like me aint supposed to be gettin no pussy like thisDamn, Damn!, who thought you how to get sexy(Yeezy thought me)You never use to talk dirty, but now you damn disgusting,My, my God, where'd you learn that?(Yeezy thought me)Look at you.. naked.. with them.. Jimmy Choos off.Who thought you how to put some ... Jimmy Choos on?(Yeezy thought me)Yo you took your game up a whole 'nother level, this is some Cirque 'u Soleil now!You done went all porno on it, k. And I, and I love it..And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!How did you learn, how.. how did your game come up?(Yeezy thought me)I was ... parts of your pussy I never ... before.I was in there like oo I never been here before. I've never even seen this part of town before.It's like you got this ... re-upholstered or something. What the fuck happened?Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?(Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy)You know what, I got to thank Yeezy.And when I see that nigga Imma thank him.Imma buy his album, Imma download that.. Imma shoot a bootlegger!That's how good I feel about this...Oww, I still can't believe you got me this watch. The exact... I wanted!Even with the bezel! this is the... I wanted. I saw this, I saw it,Twista had this on in The Source. I remember, Twista had this on in The Source.That's right, that's right! Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!Where you learn to treat a nigga like this?(Yeezy thought me)Yeezy thought you well, Yeezy thought you well.