Black Out

(álbum: Beauty & The Streets: Mixtape Vol. 1 - 2009)

Please don't, please don't, please don't, please don't, please don't,.. baby nooo...
Cause I don't
Cause I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't,.. naw baby, baby
Cause I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't,.. naw baby, baby
Cause I don't wanna...

I know what your father did to your mother
And I am sorryyyy
But I ain't gone let history
Repeat itself, no
Put your hands down right now
And back up mothafucka
I suggest you stop and think before you swing
I'll help you get some help
Cause u ain't 'bout to use me as no punching bag
You stressed out then count to 10
You wanna act a fool
And throw a tantrum
And call up your knuckle head friends

I told you twice before
I'm not the chick you wanna fuck with
Cause its problems, big problems
And you won't live to see me solve them, naaaw...

If you ever raise your hand at me again
A bitch is going straight to the pin
Cause I'm not taking that bullshit from no damn body (no, no...)
If you ever lay a hand on me again
Imma have to tell my family and my friends good-bye, for life
Cause I might blackout (blackout)

Please don't (aww baby), please don't, please don't, please don't...
Don't make me blackout
You should know better
Than to take me there
Cause I will

Blackout on your fancy mansion
Blackout on your mercedez benz
Blackout on your ass in public
Blackout along with my scissors

I told you twice before
I'm not the chick you wanna fuck with
Cause its problems, big problems
And you won't live to see me solve them, naaaw...

You lay a hand on me
I ain't calling 911
Taking matters into my own hand and then yo ass is done, ohhhh

If you ever raise your hand at me again
A bitch is going straight to the pin
Cause I'm not taking that bullshit from no damn body (no, no...)
If you ever lay a hand on me again
Imma have to tell my family and my friends good-bye, for life
Cause I might blackout (blackout)

Lemme see your hands in the air
And I swear
I won't care, blackout
Keep pushing my buttons
And ohh, you don't wanna see me
Blackout on your fancy mansion (like left-eye)
Blackout on your mercedez benz (like Jazmine did)
Blackout on your ass in public (I won't be so being nicer)
Blackout (I don't really give a fuck)

Please don't make me, please don't make me, please don't make me blackout
Cause I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don't wanna blackout
I keep a baseball bat in the back of the rover
So please don't make me blackout
Hide your knives in the kitchen
Cause if I get to one of them, then baby its over...