fuck, marry, kill

Amelia Moore

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    It's like you love to drive me crazy
    Fuck me like you want a baby
    Talking 'bout you tryna take me out
    Never book a reservation, no
    Why you playing games with my mental-al?
    Fighting with me at Coachella
    Got you VIP, should've known better
    Me and my girlfriends so fed up
    Yeah, this shit is out of control
    I love you and hate you the most

    You ruined my life
    But still give me butterflies
    Kiss me then make me cry
    Night after night
    Got me losing my mind
    Baby, I fantasize
    I wanna fuck, marry, kill you
    All at the same damn time

    (Ooh, fuck, marry, kill you)
    (Ooh) I wanna fuck, marry, kill you

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    I could be walking by you, fully naked
    Nothing on but a Cartier bracelet
    Boy, I bet you'd still be gaming
    Yeah, it's hypothetical
    But I want you to want me the most
    'Cause I'm hypnotized, you my drug
    So obsessed, so in love
    My everything, my only one
    Baby, I'm losing control
    So don't let me go

    You ruined my life (oh, my life)
    But still give me butterflies (butterflies)
    Kiss me then make me cry (make me cry)
    Night after night (night after night after night)
    Got me losing my mind (oh, my mind)
    Baby, I fantasize (fantasize)
    Oh, I wanna fuck, marry, kill you
    All at the same damn time

    Boy, I swear I'm 'boutta (fuck, marry, kill you), oh
    Boy, I swear I'm 'boutta fuck, marry, kill you
    Boy, I swear I'm 'boutta fuck, marry, kill you
    I wanna fuck, marry, kill you
    All at the same damn time

    (Ooh) that's what I wanna do (ooh), ooh
    (Ooh)

    Song details

    Composition: Pink Slip, Anthony Watts, Amelia Moore, and Carliane Tamara Santiago Rodriguez

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