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Ja Rule - Murder Me Lyrics

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  • [ja rule]
  • Uh, uh, yeah
  • We back up in this mother*****er
  • Murder inc
  • Ha ha
  • I go by the name of the rule
  • You know
  • Got my nigga chink santana in the house
  • My nigga buck, my clique niggaz
  • My murder by number niggaz
  • My nigga black, 0-1 you know
  • My new nigga life...whats happenin?
  • Yeah
  • Bout the let these *****es know like you know
  • When we *****in em and shit all crazy
  • You want a nigga callin shit
  • We aint got time for that ma
  • We just come threw and murder the puss that all
  • Ha ha ha ha
  • [chorus: alexi]
  • Baby when your sexin me
  • I kinda like when ya...murder me
  • Baby....murder me
  • (repeat once)
  • [ja rule]
  • Listen love I know your used to gettin sweet nothings whispered to ya
  • But my dick game will ruined ya mind and influence ya to do certain things
  • Like hop in the range, in the rain, ass *****, to get spanked
  • This is your world and your doin your thing go ahead momma
  • I got no problem being on the bottom
  • The way you shake that ass like hos from harlem
  • Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora
  • Cuz baby Im impressed, by the way you, shake them ass and hips
  • By the way you make me wanna leave the one Im wit
  • Take the spot of being my down ass *****
  • Baby murder me, heh
  • The way I murder you, heh
  • That look in your eyes is like the sunrise when your *****in me
  • [chorus: alexi]
  • Baby when your sexin me
  • I kinda like when ya...murder me
  • Baby....murder me
  • (repeat once)
  • [caddillac tah]
  • Yo, yo
  • We can go from the bed to the hot tub
  • Until you get enough
  • Mommy Ill call ya bluff and put it up in ya gut
  • Cuz Im a gangsta, so Ill hit her wit the gangsta touches
  • Bottle of henesey, dro and some dutches
  • Man Ill pull up in like three in the mornin, honkin
  • You at the door wit a t-shirt on and a thongs
  • And tellin me come on in get out of the cold
  • But never the less I hit the flesh and gotta go, rarely though
  • Let me put a buck in your ear
  • And let you know Im the thug of the year
  • And the last thing I do is care
  • Legs up, killin it, drillin it
  • Man she feelin it, shiverin, talkin in tounges
  • Caddy gotta sprong, daddy long shlong
  • We get it on, like pong
  • Stars wit a gangsta twist to it
  • Now lets do it
  • So whenever your ready just page me
  • And youll see, how I murda, and hearda, the *****
  • [chorus: alexi]
  • Baby when your sexin me
  • I kinda like when ya...murder me
  • Baby....murder me
  • (repeat once)
  • [ja rule]
  • Hold on baby you gotta holla at the king as your sexual pralus
  • Is more than wild its border lined and foul
  • Your look, your style, that freaky smile
  • Got me layin dick to ya God bless the child
  • I get hold its on I make ya scream and moan
  • The thugs nature, how could a nigga hate the
  • Way I flip it, smack it, bounce it, ride it, taste it
  • Lick her tits, break down the walls the basics
  • Face it, your *****in wit a *****sman love
  • And you defend on the ball like garry the glove
  • Paintin, no relation
  • Not alot of sation
  • Brought her own k-y ready for penetration
  • I patient, Ill murder the puss when Im ready
  • But meanwhile, and me doin this marvin gay medley
  • And youll murder me the same way I murder you
  • Baby
  • [chorus: alexi]
  • Baby when your sexin me
  • I kinda like when ya...murder me
  • Baby....murder me
  • (repeat once)

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