Six Shooter
I took a
Cheap shot, a clean miss
Burning my defenses by the shaking of her hips
And then she
Moves in, a quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist
I try to
Break loose, tight grip
Knocking me unconscious when she bit her bottom lip
It was a
Lost cause, a fast fight
She ain't taking any prisoners and she's through playing nice
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
And so I
Break off, I gave in
Feeling pretty good about the trouble that I'm in
She got me
Beat down and bruised up
I'm bleeding, barely breathing, but I can not get enough
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
Cheap shot, a clean miss
Burning my defenses by the shaking of her hips
And then she
Moves in, a quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist
I try to
Break loose, tight grip
Knocking me unconscious when she bit her bottom lip
It was a
Lost cause, a fast fight
She ain't taking any prisoners and she's through playing nice
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
And so I
Break off, I gave in
Feeling pretty good about the trouble that I'm in
She got me
Beat down and bruised up
I'm bleeding, barely breathing, but I can not get enough
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
She gets me deep in the chest
Straight through my bulletproof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or Bayonet
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up"
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah she's a sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back when my heart hits the ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up" (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Bresnan Bryce Robert, Sussingham Joseph Moss
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