PAROLES
All these shows around the world and everywhere we go
You’ll never meet another bitch as salty as these hoes
She wanna blame it on the edit
Blame it on the edit
She wanna blame it on the edit
You the one who said it
Go’on and take the credit
Bitch, you the one who said it
Bitch, how you gon’ regret it?
Blame it on the edit
Blame it on the edit
You already know who I am
You know what the fuck I do
So why they all in my house
They lyin’ on my production crew
Baby, nice to know if they throw you a bone
You’re the type coming back with an attitude
I ain’t your enemy, keep that same energy
You’re the only one trying to sabotage you
I ain’t studying you, fella got my own business
Who got the time for these disgruntled chickens?
Bitch, if you wanna be pointin’ a finger
Just know that the other four pointin’ at you
These bitches playing
These bitches playing
Ain’t nothing scripted, what they sayin’?
Bitch, what you sayin’?
If you’re looking for the one who just played you
Mirror mirror, you’re probably afraid to (Uh)
Ring ring, bitch, it’s for you
You won’t believe the call is from your own room (Ey, ey)
The ill na-na, he go playing tricks on ya
The ooh-lala, nobody tryna shoot on ya
Big mama, you make her wanna say ha-ha
La-di-da-di
Say what you want but the truth remains unbothered, darling
Okay
She wanna blame it on the edit
Blame it on the edit
She wanna blame it on the edit
Blame it on the edit
Go’on and take the credit
Bitch, you the one who said it
Oh, so you now tryin’ to regret it?
Uh, blame it on the edit
Uh, edit, uh
Tell me I don’t got the juice
Heavy is the head that rocks the crown
Watch me blow up by the roof
Let me rock your body down to the ground
Really, no matter what you say
And what you say it really don’t mean a shit to me
I don’t need you to believe
I enjoy being a queen
Anything you wanna be
Life ain’t nothing but a dream
I like what I, what I see
When I look at, look at me
Anything you wanna be
Life ain’t nothing but a dream
I like what I, what I see
When I look at, look at me
Edit, blame it on the edit
She wanna blame it on the edit
You the one who said it
Go’on and take the credit
Bitch, you the one who said it
Bitch, how you gon’ regret it?
Blame it on the edit
All these shows around the world and everywhere we go
You’ll never meet another bitch as salty as these hoes
Now everybody say love if you feel me though
A right wig is all love, like really though
Oh, she wanna talk that shit?
Is you serious?
Only fuck with bitches All Star material
