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New York to |
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LondonWe're |
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International, baby |
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Thara, Jay |
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SeanThara, reserved, |
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Jay Sean, reserved |
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We got a banger, let's club |
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M U R D E |
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R, you are |
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Girl, you're murder |
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Boy, you're murder |
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M U R D E |
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R, you are |
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Girl, you're murder |
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Boy, you're murder |
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That girl is murder, she's a 187 |
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Her looks are her weapon |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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That boy is murder, he's a 187 |
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No other man can step to him |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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Yo, oh, there's this girl |
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I know, she's so incredible |
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Talking that type that make a man wanna sell his soul |
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Treat her just like a queen, make you give up everything |
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This girl is murdering me |
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Step one, erase all the girls on my phone |
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Two, give up everything that |
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I ownThree, don't even see my boys no more |
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No, no, no, no, no |
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Four, got me doing dishes with my apron on |
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Five, sending mixtapes with my favorite songs |
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Six, somebody tell me what's goin' on |
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Man, I don't know |
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That girl is murder, she's a 187 |
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Her looks are her weapon |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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That boy is murder, he's a 187 |
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No other man can step to him |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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M U R D E |
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R, you are |
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Girl, you're murder |
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Boy, you're murder |
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No, no, no, no, no |
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He's the reason that |
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I'm in this place |
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That I swore |
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I'd never be |
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And the way that |
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I'm acting 'round |
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My girls hittin' on me |
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Now I don't care what my daddy said |
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And that's what's killing me |
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Even though, there just tryna save me |
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But I don't need that anymore |
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That girl is murder, she's a 187 |
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Her looks are her weapon |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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That boy is murder, he's a 187 |
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No other man can step to him |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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Boy, I don't know, this is unusual |
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How you got me chasing you |
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Not keeping my average but the chemistry's automatic |
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Slowly I'm losing myself but |
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I don't want no help |
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We're meant to be with murderers |
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That girl is murder, she's a 187 |
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Her looks are her weapon |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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That boy is murder, he's a 187 |
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No other man can step to him |
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Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh |
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M U R D E |
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R, you are |
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Baby girl, you're murder |
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Boy, you're murder |
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Baby don't you know you're |
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M U R D E |
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R, you are |
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Girl, you're murder |
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Boy, you're murder |
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You should really know you're |
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And I don't know why |
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I put up with you' |
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Cause you're murder, baby |
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You're murder, baby' |
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Cause you're murder, lady |
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Oh, you're murder boy, yeah |
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Murder, murder, that's what you are |