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Tay-K

"Murder, She Wrote"

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse]
Try to play me like a pus*y n*gga and it won't work
Choppa with the stock, it's gon' kick, but it won't hurt
Turn this b*tch sideways, rip him like some homework
Sneak up in his trap under the bed like a monster
Pop up out the cut with the choppa, who's the owner?
Today you're not a trap-star, today you are a donor
I don't wanna cool it with the thot, I'm tryna bone her
She throw the pus*y on me like I put it in a corner
I made a movie with a opp thot, she say I cloned her
She got Stussy on, that b*tch basic and this won't work
Every slug hot, like a rapper at a concert
She says "peep game", play her like some poker
I said, "Yes" dentist said, "Are you a smoker?"
OG cookies and pus*y n*ggas 'cause I do both
And I asked her what the di*k did, "It murder" she wrote
And she wanna give me more head, but my di*k hurt her throat
Come here, b*tch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Choppa with a stock, and a di*k, and a scope
Run up on Lil Tay-K, you ain't runnin', you gon' float
She don't like Bloods, says she never had a Loc
Coppers pull us over then we runnin' like a ho
And if they get too close, we get to dumpin' like a hoe
Have 'em doctors cuttin' heads in like a pumpkin in this ho
And my whole gang stackin' like a bunk bed in this ho

[Chorus]
He ran up with some ho, and he ran off as a ghost
Chopper with a stock, and a di*k, and a scope
She say she was sleep, she say, "Tay-K, now I'm woke"
Come here, b*tch, throat, oh, oh, oh, oh
Come here, b*tch, throat, oh, oh, oh, oh
Chopper with a stock, and a di*k, and a scope
Run up on Lil Tay-K, you ain't runnin', you gon' float
Come here, b*tch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

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