I took a
Cheap shot
A clean miss
Burning my defenses by the shakin' of her hips
And then she
Moves in
A quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist
I tried 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up," yeah
And so I
Let go
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 cannot get enough
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah, she's my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up," yeah
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah, she's my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 shakin' of her hips
And then she
Moves in
A quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist
I tried 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up," yeah
And so I
Let go
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 cannot get enough
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah, she's my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up," yeah
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
She gets me deep in my chest
Straight through my bullet proof vest
She kisses like a grenade
Like a blade, or bayonet
Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds
Yeah, she's my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits 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 my sweet six shooter, she knows how to get down
Until the kick-back, when my heart hits ground
She said, "You think you're so tough, baby put your hands up," yeah