Murder She Wrote
Run away from my past
Yo hoe made me mad
This hoe made me sad now i'm snapping like i'm DAT
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
N if you leave right now then hoe don't ever hit my phone
I got drugs to heal my heart,I got drugs to heal my soul
So if you hurt me imma heal
I told you we do this for real
She ain't got no dress on but she walking out in heels
On my own,she giving dome
B-b Baby are you there?are you home?
I went out my zone
My wrist went two-tone
Yea we did so much,and we gon do some more
Boy you better keep dat clutched cause we stepping to yo home
Yea,she gon call me King,She also call me Goat
It ain't suicide but its murder that she wrote
Baby who am i?too tell you,"you cannot do more"
Run away from my past
Yo hoe made me mad
This hoe made me sad now i'm snapping like i'm DAT
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
N if you leave right now then hoe don't ever hit my phone
I got drugs to heal my heart,I got drugs to heal my soul
So if you hurt me imma heal
I told you we do this for real
She ain't got no dress on but she walking out in heels
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
I went out my zone
My wrist went two-tone
Yea we did so much,and we gon do some more
Boy you better keep dat clutched cause we stepping to yo home
Yea,she gon call me King,She also call me Goat
It ain't suicide but its murder that she wrote
Baby who am i?too tell you,"you cannot do more"
Yo hoe made me mad
This hoe made me sad now i'm snapping like i'm DAT
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
N if you leave right now then hoe don't ever hit my phone
I got drugs to heal my heart,I got drugs to heal my soul
So if you hurt me imma heal
I told you we do this for real
She ain't got no dress on but she walking out in heels
On my own,she giving dome
B-b Baby are you there?are you home?
I went out my zone
My wrist went two-tone
Yea we did so much,and we gon do some more
Boy you better keep dat clutched cause we stepping to yo home
Yea,she gon call me King,She also call me Goat
It ain't suicide but its murder that she wrote
Baby who am i?too tell you,"you cannot do more"
Run away from my past
Yo hoe made me mad
This hoe made me sad now i'm snapping like i'm DAT
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
N if you leave right now then hoe don't ever hit my phone
I got drugs to heal my heart,I got drugs to heal my soul
So if you hurt me imma heal
I told you we do this for real
She ain't got no dress on but she walking out in heels
On my own,she giving dome
B-b baby are you there?are you home?
I went out my zone
My wrist went two-tone
Yea we did so much,and we gon do some more
Boy you better keep dat clutched cause we stepping to yo home
Yea,she gon call me King,She also call me Goat
It ain't suicide but its murder that she wrote
Baby who am i?too tell you,"you cannot do more"
Credits
Writer(s): Dante Deschamps
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