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| JA RULE Miscellaneous Murder Me"(feat. Alexi, Caddillac Tah [Ja Rule] Uh, uh, yeah We back up in this motherfucker Murder Inc Ha ha I go by the name of the Rule You know Got my nigga Chink Santana in the house My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz My murder by number niggaz My nigga black, 0-1 you know My new nigga life...what's happenin? Yeah Bout the let these bitches know like you know When we fuckin em and shit all crazy You want a nigga callin shit We ain't got time for that ma We just come threw and murder the puss that all Ha ha ha ha [Chorus: Alexi] Baby when your sexin me I kinda like when ya...murder me Baby....murder me [Repeat once] [Ja Rule] Listen love I know your used to gettin sweet nothings whispered to ya But my dick game will ruined ya mind and influence ya to do certain things Like hop in the range, in the rain, ass naked, to get spanked This is your world and your doin your thing go ahead momma I got no problem being on the bottom The way you shake that ass like ho's from Harlem Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora Cuz baby I'm impressed, by the way you, shake them ass and hips By the way you make me wanna leave the one I'm wit Take the spot of being my "down ass bitch" Baby murder me, heh The way I murder you, heh That look in your eyes is like the sunrise when your fuckin me [Chorus: Alexi] Baby when your sexin me I kinda like when ya...murder me Baby....murder me [Repeat once] [Caddillac Tah] Yo, yo We can go from the bed to the hot tub Until you get enough Mommy I'll call ya bluff and put it up in ya gut Cuz I'm a gangsta, so I'll hit her wit the gangsta touches Bottle of henesey, dro and some dutches Man I'll pull up in like three in the mornin, honkin You at the door wit a t-shirt on and a thongs And tellin me come on in get out of the cold But never the less I hit the flesh and gotta go, rarely though Let me put a buck in your ear and let you know I'm the thug of the year And the last thing I do is care Legs up, killin it, drillin it Man she feelin it, shiverin, talkin in tounges Caddy gotta sprong, daddy long shlong We get it on, like pong Stars wit a gangsta twist to it Now lets do it So whenever your ready just page me And you'll see, How I murda, and hearda, the pussy [Chorus: Alexi] Baby when your sexin me I kinda like when ya...murder me Baby....murder me [Repeat once] [Ja Rule] Hold on baby you gotta holla at the king as your sexual pralus Is more than wild it's border lined and foul Your look, your style, that freaky smile Got me layin dick to ya god bless the child I get hold it's on I make ya scream and moan The thugs nature, how could a nigga hate the Way I flip it, smack it, bounce it, ride it, taste it Lick her tits, break down the walls the basics Face it, your fuckin wit a cocksman love And you defend on the ball like Garry the Glove Paintin, no relation Not alot of sation Brought her own K-Y ready for penetration I patient, I'll murder the puss when I'm ready But meanwhile, and me doin this Marvin Gay medley And you'll murder me the same way I murder you Baby [Chorus: Alexi] Baby when your sexin me I kinda like when ya...murder me Baby....murder me [Repeat Once] |
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