Knockout

It's a knockout
Look at you, you going on and tryna tell me how to act
Got you chasin', burnin' pavement, gonna have a heart attack
Damn, my sweet, you're so annoyin' I won't even text you back
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Send it back
Why you listen to my problems, babe, it's like you're always there
You're just sitting with your minion don't you know it's rude to stare
Call me Taylor, babe, it's "rep era" I'll even bleach my hair
Old is dead
New is here
It's a knockout
It's a knockout
It's a knock
It's a knockout
When I look down to your tired body draped across the floor
Pushing 50 won't look at me when you see me in the store
Old miss girly, middle schooler puttin' up a kiddie fight
When you're wrong
And I'm right
Pull and push
Beating around the bush (But now)
When I get you in the ring
It's a knockout
(Punch, punch, jab, cross...)
It's a knockout
(Punch, punch, jab, cross...)
It's a knockout
(Punch, punch, jab, cross...)
Knockout
Be careful
I might knock you out