Murder She Wrote

Murder She Wrote - Tay-K

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Ran up with some hope and he ran off as a ghost

Chopper with a stock and a dick, and a scope

She say's she was sleep, she says Tay-K now I'm woke

Come here bitch throat, oh-oh-oh-oh

Try to play me like a pussy nigga and it won't work

Chopper with the stock, it's gon' kick but it won't hurt

Turn his bitch sideways, rip 'em like some homework

Sneak up in his trap under the bed like a monster

Pop up out the cut with the choppa whose the owner?

Today you're not a trap star today you are a donor