Mrdr Pxp - Mayda

Ain’t nothing like a little bit of murder in the morning

Right before the copper gets pouring

Someone let the Lord in

This ain’t a nursery rhyme, baby this is a warning

(Sing to me) Like how I want some precedents

(Sing to me) Like you’re never gonna speak again

(Sing to me) And make it so beautiful

Keep me here to make me late to my funeral

Murder

You got me listening to murder pop

I’m facing murder

Sipping your words from a champagne cup

I’m screaming murder

Eyes closed when my hands up

I’m yelling murder pop, murder pop

Pop-she-pop-de-pop, yeah

Big hooks, big lips

Now I’m singing enough for big hips

You want, give him a kiss

You want attention?

She got whips

You know why there’s fire in your eardrums (eardrums)

She poured hot, hot sauce in her shotgun (shotgun)

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang, rah

There are bullets on her tongue, there are bullets on her tongue

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang, rah

Her mouth is a gun, her mouth is a gun

Murder

You got me listening to murder pop

I’m facing murder

Sipping your words from a champagne cup

I’m screaming murder

Eyes closed when my hands up

I’m yelling murder pop, murder pop

Pop-she-pop-de-pop, yeah

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Bang bang biggedy-bang-de-bang

Murder

You got me listening to murder pop

I’m facing murder

Sipping your words from a champagne cup

I’m screaming murder

Eyes closed when my hands up

I’m yelling murder pop, murder pop

Pop-she-pop-de-pop, yeah