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Big Sean – All Your Fault Lyrics

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Yeah, and we G.O.O.D
Keep talkin about this shit but whatever
We can go back and forth all day

How much I need, I live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love

Thats that dont play
Thats that new Ye
People sayin Im the closest thing to Mike since Janet
Tom Cruise, homie, we jumpin up on them couches
Thats a fresh house, is that a guest house?
Your house got another house
Your bitch got a bitch, your spouse got another spouse

Young Walt Disney, Ima tell you truthfully
If you leave Mickey you gon end up with a Goofy
I imagine thats what Chris told Karrueche
Girls be actin like its diamonds in they coochie
I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck
But cops chokin niggas out in the media
We finna have to protest and tear the city up
We bout to tear this whole place up pretty much How much I live

And you know its all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, babe
You know its all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, babe

Live for your love baby, live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Straight up

Hoe, we done made it through hell and disaster
My crib done got bigger, my women got badder
You wonderin, How do you get in the game?
Im wonderin, How do I get to the rafters?
Oh boy, Im mad until these records gettin shattered
Til Im MJ or Magic, ooh, and she just want the status
So, you the man she got, but Im the man she after
She done sent so many naked pics my phone aint got no data

I walk off in New York like my name Derek Jeter
Headed home to the D where you know I keep a Gina
Im the good with the evil
Fuck you nice to meet you
You can have a peace sign man without the middle finger

With the clique when you see us, thats my family to me
Thats my family tree
Theyre my arms, legs, hands, and my feet
And I cant cut them off even with diabetes
Hit the beat and kerosene it
Scratch that, I white sheet it

A 100 dollar fade every single time you see us
Been a king all my life so I shoulda got a Caesar
Somewhere off in Vegas rollin dice up off the Caesars
Got me thinkin back bout how I used to roll to Little Caesars
Piece of pizza with Tanisha
Now Im with a Boniqua

She finna blow at that
I got your dream girl, yeah she actin like a hoe at that
Throw her to me Ima throw that back
Top spot Im finna go at that Straight up

Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby, live for your love Live for your love
Live for your love baby Straight up

Hoe you gotta move quick
World at my hands, I aint gotta loose grip
I dont like loose pussy or loose lips
And I done did the impossible a few times, Tom Cruise shit
Hoe, and I aint satisfied bein on that top five list
I aint satisfied until that all time list
Til everything I spit is all timeless
My girl on that all fine list
My life a little luck, a lot of grind

Bitch, no maybe, hoe I gotta make it
Fuck your nomination man fuck the world
Im repopulatin, wrap that rollie round my waist, yeah, times a waistin
Niggas want the comma-comma-combination
Long as Im around its gonna be dot-dot-dot, a lot of waitin
Got my pinky on her brain while Im gettin brain plottin world domination
People ask me how I done make it
Im just like, man if you want the crown, bitch you gotta take it
Straight up Straight up

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