Oh girl, why you gotta be like that?
Why gotta hang up on me then you call right back?
How you compare to them niggas that you gave your heart to?
Probably 'cause you ain't used to someone being all for you (all for you)
You the MVP, baby, you the plug, you the one I take home to mama
You know I pull up when you holla
Make you better, make sure you ain't fuckin' up
Love it when you talk that shit, think you slick
You gon' end up with your back broke, legs wide, hickeys on your neck, yeah
You know that I'm nigga, you gon' give me my respect
Oh yeah, oh yeah, not tryna lock you down
But I want you to know, it's the real niggas around

Oh, oh girl, they don't, make 'em like you no more (no)
That's why you get a song about you
You so stuck up baby, you mean as fuck (fuck)
But it ain't your fault, hol' up

Now I blame it on them other niggas
It ain't you, girl, it's them other niggas
Blame it on them niggas, yeah
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby
That nigga was a lesson, why you stressin'?
Baby, don't you miss your blessing, know you're hesitant
Girl, I blame it on them other niggas
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby

I can tell you had enough (had enough)
Never said it'll be easy, baby, don't give up
You got so much potential left inside you, girl (girl)
Don't let none of these niggas set you back, let me help you bounce back, yeah
You can get it, yeah, you can get it, you deserve it baby
Gon' and get it, get it, gon' and get it 'cause ain't no limit shawty
Gon' and spend it, spend it, gon' and spend it
That nigga let you go, baby, now you're mine (now you're mine)
You gon' end up with a baby, don't play, know you like it rough
Loving when you scratching on me, messing up my clothes
Know your mama love me and I'm cool with all your brothers (brothers)
Ooh you not gon' hit it like he hate you but he love you

Oh, oh girl, they don't, make 'em like you no more (no)
That's why you get a song about you
You so stuck up baby, you mean as fuck (fuck)
But it ain't your fault, hol' up

Now I blame it on them other niggas
It ain't you, girl, it's them other niggas
Blame it on them niggas, yeah
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby
That nigga was a lesson, why you stressin'?
Baby, don't you miss your blessing, know you're hesitant
Girl, I blame it on them other niggas
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby

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Writer(s): CHRIS BROWN, GODWIN DEWAYNE WYCHE CRATOS, MICHAEL HERNANDEZ, PATRIZIO PIGLIAPOCO, VONTAE THOMAS, WILBART III MCCOY, YUSUF EL YE ALI