V Del Rossi - Blacked Out

Last night I went to the club, I didn't give a f*ck
And when I almost threw up my friend gave me a bump
Saw my ex with his new thing, it really hurt me
Jealousy, wishin' it was me

I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, now I'm cashing out
I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, bitch I'm bout to pass out

Gimme another drink, gimme another drink
I don't wanna feel a thing, I don't wanna feel a thing
We are at the party, and you're leaving with me

Sweat all on my body, I'm willing to do anything
If you ain't down I'll only go and find a better man
This ain't exclusive or conclusive, just seduce it don't be a nuisance
I'm grown enough to go ahead and choose ya choose ya

Pump, pump pump pu-pump me up
Just fuck, fuck fuck fu-fuck me up
Just Pump, pump pump pu-pump me up
Just fuck, fuck fuck fu-fuck me up

Leave the dance floor, come meet me in the restroom stall
I got that boom boom, got that boom boom bout to put you on
Tell the DJ make it louder, that bass really turns me on

I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, now I'm cashing out
I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, bitch I'm bout to pass out

Gimme another drink, gimme another drink
I don't wanna feel a thing, I don't wanna feel a thing
We are at the party, and you're leaving with me

Remember when you took me home? Our song on the radio
I was real drunk, my eyes real low and you were driving slow
Took long enough to make the desire and passion grow
Saw the look in your eyes, I couldn't stand to tell you no

Pump, pump pump pu-pump me up
Just fuck, fuck fuck fu-fuck me up
Just Pump, pump pump pu-pump me up
Just fuck, fuck fuck fu-fuck me up

Leave the dance floor, come meet me in the restroom stall
I got that boom boom, got that boom boom bout to put you on
Tell the DJ make it louder, that bass really turns me on

I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, now I'm cashing out
I ain't stoppin' till I'm Blacked Out, Blacked Out
Credit card's maxed out, bitch I'm bout to pass out

Gimme another drink, gimme another drink
I don't wanna feel a thing, I don't wanna feel a thing
We are at the party, and you're leaving with me

Written by:
Venshard Dobbins Jr.

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