Lyrics Murder - Seyi Shay , Una Rams , C-Tea

Murder
Na, na, na, na, na
Killing them for sure
(It's C-Tea on the beat)
Pretty nana
You make my heart stop
Cardiac arrest
I should be cuffing you instead
Murder, murder
Kill 'em they gon' need a grave
Six feet under[?]
Criminal issues
Like the jail I'll keep you
Be at war dying for your heart
Your love is behind my bars
Poisonous kisses
They leave me dizzy
Round and round
Till I hit the ground
Murder
Girl you killing them for sure
Leaving bodies on the floor
Got that thing I can't ignore
Murder
Girl you turn me to a corpse
You got me begging you for more
My soul is drifting out the door
Murder
Girl you killing them for sure
Leaving bodies on the floor
Got that thing I can't ignore
Murder
Girl you turn me to a corpse
You got me begging you for more
My soul is drifting out the door
I like it
The way you move them they gon' feel it
You de go down then you kill it
With your good vibes and lipstick ooh
You are poetic [?] and fanatics
You de press my button like a [?]
When I enter your space no escaping, naa
Call up the sergeant
Tell me come 'vestigate it
Your criminal ways need forensic[?]
Why you want to deny it?
How you get me excited
Girl you so magnetic
See how you got me attracted?
Murder
Girl you killing them for sure
Leaving bodies on the floor
Got that thing I can't ignore
Murder
Girl you turn me to a corpse
You got me begging you for more
My soul is drifting out the door
Murder we wrote, murder we wrote
Murder we wrote, murder we wrote
Me love you long time
My body is a crime and
You got the red light
You wanna start a fight and
Killing me, killing me, killing me baby
Till I lose control
Killing me, killing me, killing me baby
Feel it in your soul
And ooh, can't let nobody know
And ooh, how you make my body go like
Murder
Girl you killing them for sure
Leaving bodies on the floor
Got that thing I can't ignore
Murder
Girl you turn me to a corpse
You got me begging you for more
My soul is drifting out the door
Murder
Girl you killing them for sure
Leaving bodies on the floor
Got that thing I can't ignore
Murder
Girl you turn me to a corpse
You got me begging you for more
My soul is drifting out the door
Okay, okay, okay
I kay o way we paly
You J Lo with the shake
Wind down can I (murder)