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We Don’t Talk Anymore

de Melanie Martinez

I'm over here, baby
Sitting across the room
She's over there racing to try and get to you
I'm over here crying out of laughter
She's sitting there real cute
Put that bitch on prescriptions if she think she fuckin' you

Baby, call me AK-47
47, ah-ah
'Cause I can fuck you like a weapon
Like a weapon, ah-ah
I don't do well with these bitches
Honey, you know I am vicious
AK-47, 47, ah-ah

She a dead fish anyway
You could do it straight, you could do it sideways
But if we do it my way, you'll be crying for your mommy
I know how to ride forever, turn me upside down
Put your hands around my throat, I'm 'bout to win the crown

Baby, call me AK-47
47, ah-ah
'Cause I can fuck you like a weapon
Like a weapon, ah-ah
I don't do well with these bitches
Honey, you know I am vicious
AK-47, 47, ah-ah

AK-47
Pull my trigger, set me off
When my body's closer, try to shut me up
Oh-oh, oh, baby
Be quiet, hush up
Don't wake our neighbors, they've heard enough

Baby, call me AK-47
47, ah-ah
'Cause I can fuck you like a weapon
Like a weapon, ah-ah
I don't do well with these bitches
Honey, you know I am vicious
AK-47, 47, ah-ah

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