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Hot, hot
Hot, hot
Hot, hot (Brooke Candy)
Hot, Hot
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna-
I wanna-
In a drop top, take my top off for you
And my jaw lock 'cause I tick-tock into
In the backseat, bent-down point-of-view
Boy, bite my neck, give a new tattoo
Give it to me daddy, fuck me with your eyes
Give it to me honey, fuck me till I cry
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna-
I wanna-
(Oh no)
Thirty inches, jet black with a part, bitch
New money in the bank, I'm a star, bitch
Been a diva, see the titties so don't start shit
I got the heat and now you dearly departed?
When he want it he blindfolds me
Then I get sexy on him, get the sexy on him
Put the flexin' on him, you can get me on him
Put the hexin' on him, then I exit on him
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna- (He blew my back out)
(Now I'm going back out)
(Put my motherfucking track out)
(I need to blackout)
Well, you look so tough with a finger up your butt
In a couple of hours I might have to cut
You're a manly man, this is just for fun
And you take it like a champ, I won't tell anyone
And no telling lies, I can play pretend
Keep your dirty little secret like we're best friends
And if anybody asks, "Who's that about"
"I can't even tell you, think I blacked out" (I wanna blackout)
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna blackout
I wanna-
I wanna-
I wanna blackout
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