"My Fault 2" lyrics
Pretty Porcelain & Silkk The Shocker Lyrics
[*humming*]
Pretty Porcelain, Shockerrrrr
Ohhhh it ain't my fault, yes it is cause Listen I just did it
The wrist is frost bitten and the cards got no limit
Ain't came out but yet I just coped it off the lot
I may be be quite but I'm the boss I'm a one that's calling shots
Yeah
It ain't my fault
I come thru stunting...
It ain't my fault
Yo nigga want it...
I got that flavor...
That a make em wanna taste it
It ain't my fault
I come thru drippin in the latest...
It ain't my fault, I made it rich out the slums
And I know that's your girl but if I call her she gone come
Ain't got time to play they already know that I'm racked up
And whoa don't know you, to close you betta back up
It ain't my fault that he be on my line
Girl if I want em
I can make 'em mine
It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time
I been too busy out here gettin mine
It ain't my fault
I hit the bank
And make a mess...
Yes
U got no money
Now u pressed
And upset...
Yes
It ain't my fault
I'm that bitch
Take a pic
It ain't my fault
I'm dropping hit after hit
Yeah look
Told ya I am soldier don't make me pull rank
Still got it shorty a see me and still a faint
Paranoid when you getting this much money what you think
So the next time I might pull up to the bank in a tank like...
Bring out them bottles
Get it poppin over redanbocher
All these bitches looking messy
They should play some soccer
Girl u doing terrible...
U looking like a toddler...
And I had a check up...
B4 I hit the doctor...
Whoaaaa
Boi get out my face wit that fake chain...
Ok that nigga funny
Imma call em Martin Payne
I got em mad at me...
But they ain't gone do a thang...
Thought I was done
Till I came back like a boomerang
That man watching...
Now u mad
You mad
Fuck it
I just want that bag...
That bag
They say I been living fast...
Skrt skrt skrt
I done left em in the past...
That ain't my failt
It ain't my fault that he be on my line
Girl if I want em
I can make 'em mine
It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time
I been too busy out here gettin mine
It ain't my fault
I hit the bank
And make a mess...
Yes
U got no money
Now u pressed
And upset...
Yes
It ain't my fault
I'm that bitch
Take a pic
It ain't my fault
I'm dropping hit after hit
Yeah
(Pretty Porcelain... Shocker... You know what it is, it's up let's go... Ahhhhhhhhhh)
(It ain't my fault)
Pretty Porcelain, Shockerrrrr
Ohhhh it ain't my fault, yes it is cause Listen I just did it
The wrist is frost bitten and the cards got no limit
Ain't came out but yet I just coped it off the lot
I may be be quite but I'm the boss I'm a one that's calling shots
Yeah
It ain't my fault
I come thru stunting...
It ain't my fault
Yo nigga want it...
I got that flavor...
That a make em wanna taste it
It ain't my fault
I come thru drippin in the latest...
It ain't my fault, I made it rich out the slums
And I know that's your girl but if I call her she gone come
Ain't got time to play they already know that I'm racked up
And whoa don't know you, to close you betta back up
It ain't my fault that he be on my line
Girl if I want em
I can make 'em mine
It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time
I been too busy out here gettin mine
It ain't my fault
I hit the bank
And make a mess...
Yes
U got no money
Now u pressed
And upset...
Yes
It ain't my fault
I'm that bitch
Take a pic
It ain't my fault
I'm dropping hit after hit
Yeah look
Told ya I am soldier don't make me pull rank
Still got it shorty a see me and still a faint
Paranoid when you getting this much money what you think
So the next time I might pull up to the bank in a tank like...
Bring out them bottles
Get it poppin over redanbocher
All these bitches looking messy
They should play some soccer
Girl u doing terrible...
U looking like a toddler...
And I had a check up...
B4 I hit the doctor...
Whoaaaa
Boi get out my face wit that fake chain...
Ok that nigga funny
Imma call em Martin Payne
I got em mad at me...
But they ain't gone do a thang...
Thought I was done
Till I came back like a boomerang
That man watching...
Now u mad
You mad
Fuck it
I just want that bag...
That bag
They say I been living fast...
Skrt skrt skrt
I done left em in the past...
That ain't my failt
It ain't my fault that he be on my line
Girl if I want em
I can make 'em mine
It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time
I been too busy out here gettin mine
It ain't my fault
I hit the bank
And make a mess...
Yes
U got no money
Now u pressed
And upset...
Yes
It ain't my fault
I'm that bitch
Take a pic
It ain't my fault
I'm dropping hit after hit
Yeah
(Pretty Porcelain... Shocker... You know what it is, it's up let's go... Ahhhhhhhhhh)
(It ain't my fault)
