Lucy Loone - My Bloody Valentine lyrics

[Intro: Cottontail] Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill The roses are red, his body is blue We deliver this man with blood on our shoes [Verse 1: Cottontail] Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill The ones who broke our hearts Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill It’s time to leave our mark Did you not want it? Did you not want it? b*tch you’re not wanted Thought you wanted a taste of this blade, huh Now you gonna have to eat all this cake hun [Hook: Cottontail] Baby you had no piece of mind So I baked a cake, here take a piece of mine It’s your favorite kind, kind He left me with a bellyache Had to kill off my man And I’ll do it again Do what I want when I want (Don’t miss him) Do what I want when I want (Good riddance) Kill your men (Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill) [Verse 2: Zepkins] Cold blooded play, like it is a cold case Speed pace no trace, hook it then i re-bait Kill b*tches, the business is in my briefcase Bloody blade lick it like it’s icing off a cake D-d-d-don’t say what i say, don’t say what i did Houdini b*tch, i kill these tricks Pull up wanna take a dip My uzi spray, i clear his sh*t Like KKK i’m coming on my kooky sh*t Nailed to the crucifix, you b*tches done like Juda-a-as Cold blooded case, can’t leave no trace I’m in a rage, you b*tches late, ah Your bag i take out Rearrange guts and blow brains out, ah [Hook: Cottontail] Baby you had no piece of mind So I baked a cake, here take a piece of mine It’s your favorite kind, kind He left me with a bellyache Had to kill off my man And I’ll do it again Do what I want when I want (Go get him) Do what I want when I want (And kill him) [Verse 3: Lucy Loone] Treat me how I wanna be treated This is for me but I know that you need it I thought you wanted a taste of the blade Ima pull it out, poke you in the gut, make you nut I might kill him if he thinks about betraying Put him in a hex if he x’s out my name Murder on the brain, Looney b*tch, I’m so insane And he is so annoying but I’m wetter than the rain Can’t say the b*tch didn’t have it coming Piercing screams and I hear him running Destination to my dungeon Bloody Valentine, hope I don’t love him to death Dick covered in red, he wanna die tonight Gimme the knife b*tch, bet