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', f**in' ya'll face up You try to photoshop your face up Ever since you put your myspace up I break rules, my sh**'s forbidden You look like a dude, this b**h is straight trippin' A-list celeb? Who are you kiddin'? 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 muthaf**er That's what's up And just because your girl pretty With some big a** titties Don't mean I won't f** you up I bet you won't be lookin' so HOT When I knock you out and make you 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 you say WHAT?! (Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh my God!)