歌词
Talk to me and I better not hear a word
Do me baby and I better not feel it, girl
I still got one bullet left in my nine
Finna do a lovecrime, lovecrime, finna do a lovecrime
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes, lovecrimes
You write me love letters with your father's 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 lovecrime, lovecrime? Tell me it's a lovecrime
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes, lovecrimes
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes
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
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes
"Murder, murder, murder," she wrote
Lovecrimes
Written by: Frank Ocean
