Lovecrimes

Talk to me and I better not hear a word Do me baby and I better not feel it, girl I still got one bullet left in my nine Finna do a lovecrime, lovecrime, finna do a lovecrime "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes, lovecrimes You write me love letters with your father's pen If he knew the freaky, freaky things that you write with it Is it really wrong that I want to be the baby daddy? Is that a lovecrime, lovecrime? Tell me it's a lovecrime "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes, lovecrimes "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes In the getaway car You know I love it when the ride is smooth If we ever get caught It'd be a long vacation for two "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes "Murder, murder, murder," she wrote Lovecrimes