TILA TEQUILA KNOCK U OUT LYRICS

Pour my drink get down like WHAT? Down like WHAT? Down like WHAT? Pour my drink get down like WHAT? Down like WHAT? Down like WHAT? B!TCH! Slap on the extra make-up I'll be on the grind tryna get my cake up It's RJ bras and rockin' Marc Jacobs All day flossin', fxckin' yall face up You try to photoshop your face up Ever since you put your myspace up I break rules, my sh!ts forbidden You look like a dude, this b!tch is straight trippin' A-list celeb? Who are you kidding? Everything you tryna do, I done did it You could never run the game cuz I'm in it This your last five seconds of your fifteen minutes I put down for my city And I get-get-gridy yeah muthafxcker That's what's up And just because your girl pretty With some big a$$ titties Don't mean I won't fxck you up I bet you won't be lookin' so HOT When I knock you out and make 'em say WHAT?! (Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh my God!) I bet you won't be lookin' so HOT When I knock you out and make 'em say WHAT?! (Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh my God!)
Knock U Out (Tila Tequila)
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