Other Niggas Chris Brown

[Verse 1]
Oh, girl, why you gotta be like that?
Why gotta hang up on me, then you call right back?
How you compare me to them niggas that you gave your heart to?
Prolly 'cause you ain't used to someone bein' all for you
You the MVP, baby, you the plug, you the one
I take home to mama, you know I pull up when you holla
Make you better, make sure you ain't fuckin' up
Love it when you talk that shit, think you slick
You gon' end up with your back broke, legs wide, hickeys on your neck (Yeah)
You know I'm that nigga, you gon' give me my respect
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Not tryna lock you down
But I want you to know, it's the real niggas around (Oh-oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, girl, they don't make 'em like you no more (No)
That's why you get a song about you
You so stuck up, baby, you mean as fuck
But it ain't your fault, hol' up

[Chorus]
Now blame it on them other niggas
It ain't you, girl, it's them other niggas
Blame it on them other niggas, yeah
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby
That nigga was a lesson, why you stressin'?
Baby, don't you miss your blessin', know you're hesitant
Girl, I blame it on them other niggas
I know you tired, baby, I know you tried, baby