Murder In The Bed Lyrics

[Intro]
(Baby Got Beats)
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[Verse 1]
Gyal, don't act like you don't care, seen the way you stare
f*ck you so good, I have you layin' on my chest, you know
Fillin' up your cup, tell me when to stop
f*ck you like we enemies, f*ck you like we opps

[Chorus]
So I put my gun fingers in the air
Girl, if you mind, yeah, that p*ssy ain't for share
Showin' off that bunda, baby, they just wanna stare
Callin' me the driller the way I'm murder in the bed, mm
[Verse 2]
Gyal, the way you turn me on, I can't get enough
Fiendin' for your body, gyal, I'm fiendin' for your love
Forget the world, baby, it's just me and you
No other one, baby, it's just me and you, mm
So ready when I pull up, I'm lit up, you know it's on sight
Gyal, I know you know what's gwarnin' tonight
Have you in reverse, I put it in drive
Baby, make it work like two worlds collide
So get on top, grip me like a Glock
When I let it go, you know, I ain't gonna stop
Baby, there's no decimal, I'm teachin' you a lesson
I'ma f*ck you like we enemies, f*ck you like we opps

[Chorus]
So I put my gun fingers in the air (Boh, boh)
Gyal, if you mind, yeah, that p*ssy ain't for share
Showin' off that bunda, baby, they just wanna stare Callin' me the driller the way I'm murder in the bed, mm
Put my—, put my gun fingers in the air (Boh, boh)
Gyal, if you mind, yeah, that p*ssy ain't for share
Showin' off that bunda, baby, they just wanna stare
Callin' me the driller the way I'm murder in the bed (Yeah), mm

[Verse 3]
I'm tryna leave a crime scene in the yard when I'm hittin'
Baby, how you dancin' on me, know you on a mission
Tell me how you want it, girl, and you know I'ma listen
Givin' me the knowledge, then we switchin' up positions
From the ceilin' to the wall, then we bangin' on the floor
Way she screamin', I'ma have the neighbours knockin' at my door
Have you manifestin' one, now we breakin' all the laws
Gyal, I know you never f*cked a criminal before
[Chorus]
So I put my gun fingers in the air (Boh, boh)
Gyal, if you mind, yeah, that p*ssy ain't for share
Showin' off that bunda, baby, they just wanna stare
Callin' me the driller the way I'm murder in the bed, mm
Put my—, put my gun fingers in the air (Boh, boh)
Gyal, if you mind, yeah, that p*ssy ain't for share (Yeah)
Showin' off that bunda, baby, they just wanna stare
Callin' me the driller the way I'm murder in the bed, mm

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