BLOW (with Chris Stapleton & Bruno Mars)

I'm feelin' like a bullet, jumpin' out a gun I'm feelin' like a winner, I feel like the one You're doing somethin' to me, you're doing somethin' strange Well, jump back, talk to me, woman You make me wanna make a baby, baby, uh Supernatural woman, supernatural freak Don't know what you're doin', got me feelin' weak Oh, I wanna call you fever, baby, you can set a fire on me Hot damn, pop it like a pistol, mama You got me down on my knees, begging please I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you, yeah Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind You red leather rocket, you little foxy queen Everybody's watching, pretty little thing Baby, tell me, what's your fantasy? Come closer, let's talk about it You want white lines in a limousine Whipped cream, and everything in between, yeah I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you, yeah Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind I'm comin', baby I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you, yeah Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight I'm comin', baby I'm gunnin' for you Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind