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From the beginning, girl you knew what it was What makes you think that your coochie is magical? You took her man, he made you his main But now you got his demons, you share her pain, ooh Watch how you choose 'em 'Cause the way you get 'em Be the same damn way that you lose 'em, oh Here we go again, singin' that same ol' sad song 'Bout a different man, knowin' he don't love you You can go on and on about how he did you wrong But you let it go on When there ain't no way in hell he was gonna change Knowin' that he did that girl the same way No, you really ain't got much room to complain Thought you had some game, you just end up gettin' played So tell the truth (Ooh, ooh, ooh) You did that to you (Blame yourself) Look who you choose (Hey) The problem is you (Blame yourself) Baby, stop actin' innocent, girl you knew what you was doin' You playin' victim all because he made you look stupid Before you put the blame on everybody else Point to the mirror and blame yourself Letras de canciones If you cool with bein' number two, I'ma tell you what he gon' do Fly you out, take you on trips (Trips) He might fix your hips (Hips) 'Cause you are so much more than a Birkin One thing's for certain, that that won't heal your hurtin' I ain't sayin' niggas ain't shit, 'cause some of them are But what do you expect when you fuck just 'cause of his car? All the money in the world don't make him treat you better Said "fuck love" for the cheddar, you just chose to settle Here we go again, singin' that same ol' sad song 'Bout a different man, knowin' he don't love you You can go on and on about how he did you wrong But you let it go on When there ain't no way in hell he was gonna change Knowin' that he did that girl the same way No, you really ain't got much room to complain Thought you had some game, you just end up gettin' played So tell the truth (Ooh, ooh, ooh) You did that to you (Blame yourself) Look who you choose (Hey) The problem is you (Blame yourself) Know you get down on your on your knees at night And pray to be somebody's wife How you goin' 'bout it, girl it just ain't right, ain't right Stop givin' all of you to somebody's man Hella extra, tryna be part of the plan And then you have the nerve to try to blame him For all the times you laid there While he was givin' dick to you So tell the truth (Ooh, ooh, ooh) You did that to you (Blame yourself) Look who you choose (Hey) The problem is you (Blame yourself) Baby, stop actin' innocent, girl you knew what you was doin' You playin' victim all because he made you look stupid Before you put the blame on everybody else Point to the mirror and blame yourself From Letras Mania