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 

Murder murder murder she wrote 
Love crimes 
Love crimes 
Murder murder murder she wrote 
Love crimes 
Love crimes 
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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 

Murder murder murder she wrote 
Love crimes love crimes 
Murder murder murder she wrote 
Love crimes love crimes 
Murder murder murder she wrote 
Love crimes love crimes 

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