Lyrics Bonnie & Clyde - J.K. the Reaper

This shit bring me back to when a nigga didn't own nun'
Now i'm in the clouds everybody wanna hold sum'
Back in high-school hoes was actin' all wholesome
Since I graduated them same bitches wanna hold nuts
Fuck her on the losers table since you actin' grown girl
Always with my niggas bring like 7 of your home girls
Fuck your boyfriend, he a bitch; like your home girls
He is not a man you might as well say that's your home girl

You were such a good girl
Now you got your ass out
I'm a bend it over beat that pussy til' you pass out
I'm a spread it open eat that pussy til' you pass out
Cause baby you deserve it she done showed me to the cash route

Ride through the city we takin' your shit
Kill any nigga that's thinking of fucking my bitch
We fuck & get rich, the perfect relationship
Get wet off the thought of us taking shit
Take a pic, it'll last forever
I'll love you forever
We'll Kill 'em all together

Bonnie & Clyde The World is Ours This shit bring me back to when a nigga didn't own nun'
Now I got my Bonnie Parker she won't hesitate to set you up
Or wet you up, we'll hit that bank
Don't forget the safe
We take your money, count it by the lake
We kiss & penetrate, now I can't concentrate
Satan made you perfect
You evil how you murder
Squeeze triggers while we laughin'
Cops be watchin', what they askin?
When they callin' she don't answer
I'm so handsome
Kidnap bitches up for ransom
Robbin' niggas on the random
It's so crazy how...

You were such a good girl
Now you got your ass out
I'm a bend it over beat that pussy til' you pass out
I'm a spread it open eat that pussy til' you pass out
Cause baby you deserve it she done showed me to the cash route

Ride through the city, we searchin' for licks
The feeling we get is much better than sex
We all on the news, most wanted & dead
But Don't give a fuck; young & reckless
Baddest couple in fucking Texas
Fuck the cops, I wish they'd catch us
Never nervous
Kill 'em all on purpose
Everybody now us as...

Bonnie & Clyde The World is Ours When I say your my bitch, I mean that your my dog
I see who you could be & they say who you are
We ride until the wheels fall off, into the stars
Revolvers & Tommy guns, oh she'll murder you all
Nothing in this world could tear us apart
We ride through the dirt roads into yo back yard
Fuck how you feel about it cause you know how we are
Born with a death-wish & dying with the scars
Make it to heaven so I can pass her up to god
We went against the odds, we could be Bonnie & Clyde
I know we just met, but I can see it all
I feel like your the one
Bonnie & Clyde... Bonnie & Clyde