Mya (Mýa Marie Harrison)

Mya (Mýa Marie Harrison) - Black Out lyrics

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Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t, please don’t, please don’t.., baby nooo..

Cuz I don’t

Cuz I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t.., naw baby, baby [2x]

Cuz 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

Cuz u ain’t ‘bout to use me as no punchin’ bag

You stressed out then count to 10

You wanna act a fool

And throw a tantrum

And call up your knuckle head friends



[Bridge:]

I told you twice before

I’m not the chick you wanna fuck wit

Cuz its problems, big problems

And you won’t live to see me solve them, naaaw...



[Chorus:]

If you ever raise your hand at me again

A bitch is goin’ straight to the pin

Cuz 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

Cuz 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

Cuz I will



Blackout on your fancy mansion

Blackout on your mercedez benz

Blackout on your ass in public

Blackout along wit my scissors



[Bridge:]

I told you twice before

I’m not the chick you wanna fuck wit

Cuz its problems, big problems

And you won’t live to see me solve them, naaaw...



You lay a hand on me

I ain’t callin’ 911

Taking matters into my own hand and then yo ass is done, ohhhh



[Chorus:]

If you ever raise your hand at me again

A bitch is goin’ straight to the pin

Cuz 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

Cuz I might blackout (blackout)



Lemme see your hands in the air

And I swear

I wont care, blackout

Keep pushin’ 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

Cuz 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

Cuz if I get to one of them, then baby its over...
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