Gang Bang - MDNA World Tour / Live 2012

Like a bitch out of order
Like a bat out of hell
Like a fish out of water
I'm scared, can't you tell

Bang bang
Bang bang

I thought you were good
But you painted me bad
Compared to the others
You're the best thing I had

Bang bang, shot you dead
Bang bang, shot you dead

I thought it was you
And I loved you the most
But I was just keeping
My enemies close

I made a decision
I would never look back
So how did you end up
With all of my jack?

Bang bang, shot you dead
Bang bang, shot you dead (in the head)

Bitch out of order
Bat out of hell
Fish out of water
I'm scared, can't you tell

Bang bang, shot you dead
Bang bang, shot you dead

Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead and I have no regrets
Bang bang, shot you dead in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head

And then I discovered
It couldn't get worse
You were building my coffin
You were driving my hearse

Bang bang, shot you dead
Bang bang, in the head

I thought it was you
And I loved you the most
But I was just keeping
My enemies close

I made a decision
I would never look back
So how did you end up
With all of my jack?
Bang bang, shot you dead, in the head

Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead and I have no regrets
Bang bang, shot you dead, in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head

(I need you to die for me baby)

Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head
Bang bang, shot you dead, shot my lover in the head
Now my lover is dead and I have no regrets
He deserved it

Now I'm going straight to hell
And I've got a lot of friends there
And if I see this bitch in hell
I'm gonna shoot him in the head again
'Cause I wanna see him die
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over

Now drive bitch, so sucker
I said drive bitch
And while you're at it, die bitch
That's right drive bitch

Motherfucker, drive bitch
I said drive bitch
And while you're at it, die bitch
That's right drive bitch

Now if you're gonna act like a bitch
Then you're gonna die like a bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Priscilla Renea Hamilton, William Orbit, Madonna L. Ciccone, Michael Holbrook Penniman, Stephen Noel Kozmeniuk, Jean Baptiste Kouame, Keith Ernesto Harris, Demacio Castellon
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