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Pistol

Rebecca Black

My baby's got a pistol, let her shoot me down, down
She won't ever miss, no, sweet blood on my knees
When she spin me like a disco, 0130 Downtown
The smoke starts to billow, Americano Spirit in her mouth
Blow it out, oh, no

Head over skin, let the distance punish me
Left my ass cheek burgundy, metallic taste
Look what you did, set me up so domino
Just a flick and let it fall, we found the fame

Told my mama: I can't go home
Take my waist down an open road
God won't let me in Heaven's gate alone

My baby's got a pistol, let her shoot me down, down
She won't ever miss, no, sweet blood on my knees
When she spin me like a disco, 0130 Downtown
The smoke starts to billow, Americano Spirit in her mouth
Blow it out

Short shorts, tequila neat, fourth finger therapy
Brown eyes singing back to me

Never, never seen a love like this
Tell my mama I dropped her the last name and
Pull up the gun up and the space you were saving (ah)
Told my mama: I can't go home
Take my waist down an open road
God won't let me in Heaven's gate alone

My baby's got a pistol, let her shoot me down, down
She won't ever miss, no, sweet blood on my knees
When she spin me like a disco, 0130 Downtown
The smoke starts to billow, Americano Spirit in her mouth
Blow it out, ooh

My baby
My b—
My baby's got a—

Composição: Rebecca Black, Jesse Saint John, Oscar Scheller, Nick Weiss