All Your Fault Songtext
von Big Sean

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

That's that don′t play
That's that new Ye
People sayin' I′m the closest thing to Mike since Janet
Tom Cruise, homie, we jumpin′ up on them couches
That's 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, I′ma 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 it's diamonds in they coochie
I don′t give a fuck, I don't 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 it′s all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, babe
You know it's 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?"
I'm wonderin′, "How do I get to the rafters?"
Oh boy, I'm mad until these records gettin′ shattered
'Til I'm MJ or Magic, ooh, and she just want the status
So, you the man she got, but I′m the man she after
She done sent so many naked pics my phone ain′t 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
I'm 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, that′s my family to me
That's my family tree
They′re my arms, legs, hands, and my feet
And I can't 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 Caesar's
Got me thinkin' back ′bout how I used to roll to Little Caesar′s
Piece of pizza with Tanisha
Now I'm 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 I'ma throw that back
Top spot I′m 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 ain't gotta loose grip)
(I don′t like loose pussy or loose lips)
And I done did the impossible a few times, Tom Cruise shit
Hoe, and I ain't satisfied bein' on that top five list
(I ain′t 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)
I'm repopulatin′, wrap that rollie round my waist, yeah, time's a waistin′
(Niggas want the comma-comma-combination)
Long as I'm around it′s gonna be dot-dot-dot, a lot of waitin'
Got my pinky on her brain while I'm gettin′ brain plottin′ world domination
(People ask me how I done make it)
I'm just like, man if you wan′t the crown, bitch you gotta take it
Straight up (Straight up)