TDenzellT - Model

You can blame it on her mama
Why she got that ass that sit in them jeans make me wanna see
What's that What's that What's that What's that
You can blame it on her daddy
'Cause he 'cause he wasn't around
So she started moving around
Tryna find one but
Don't blame it on the

Model broad with the Hollywood smile
'Cause I love it
When when she
Move her body everybody going wild
And I love it

Come on

Pretty little mama
Attitude naww just do what she wanna
Mrs. Arizona
Hotter than the sun
Rated R like Rihanna
Working so hard yea she working so hard
Got her hair done makeup nails on did
Outfit poke out where she sit
Looking for the ballers
Sipping on the bottles
Knowing what's behind her make them wanna follow so
Get in line Get in line Get in line
Tryna find me that's where I'll be
Can you love if I can't reach your heart for free
What's love got to do when she put it on me
Knowing I ain't the only one tryna speak
Makes me think you just running game on me Ha
Man How could I not see
Don't worry you can blame it on me
But don't blame it on the

Model broad with the Hollywood smile
'Cause I love it
When when she
Move her body everybody going wild
And I love it
And I love it

So don't blame it on the model
Blame it on the bottle
Why it make her feel like that when she swallow
Why can't she keep off her problems 'til tomorrow
Closed eyes inside feeling so hollow
And I know I know
You tryna hide it from me
But when you looking in the mirror that's all you see
And you can close your eyes with ease
Maybe blame it on the trees
You can blame on anything
But don't blame it on the blame it on the

Cause I love it

Written by:
Denzell Johnson

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