Talk to me And I better not hear a word Do me baby I better not feel it girl I still got one bullet left in my nine Finna do a love crime Love crime Finna do a love crime
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You write me love letters With your fathers 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 love crime, love crime Tell me it's a love crime
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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