Mmmmm, oooooh. Baby girl, if you gonna move on that's fine. Before you leave let me put something on your mind. I never did wrong girl, I just made a mistake.
Fuck 'em, let the law end. 'Cause we simply get the raw end. Coffins open, dump 'em all in. . Nine millimeters, three-eighty's. You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery.