Reece Mastin She's A Killer
All dressed up in red, she's a killer. Gonna knock em' dead, with her
finger on the trigger, and she don't tip-toe when she walks, but she
don't whisper when she talks, because she got it like that, yeh she
got it like that.
The first time we met, I said excuse me miss, and then she pulled me
in close, and killed me with her kiss. She's a blonde haired
bombshell, long leg spider, who's been working on her web all day.
She's a blue-eyed, smoking hot, six feet shooter, who's been dying to
make me her prey. She's a killer, she's a killer. My baby is a killer,
she's a killer, and someone's gonna die today.
She's a movie star, a late night thriller. Always leaves her mark, like
a cold blooded murder. She got lips like loaded guns, so we all die
one by one. Because she got it like that, yeah she got it like that.
She's a blonde haired bombshell, long leg spider, who's been
working on her web all day. She's a blue-eyed, smoking hot, six feet
shooter, who's been dying to make me her prey. She's a killer, she's
a killer. My baby is a killer, she's a killer, and someone's gonna die
today.
If you see her in the street, look the other way. Cause she'll take your
heart, rip it apart, and put it on display. She's got a filthy appetite,
don't get in her way. She's a crowd pleaser, a man eater, and always
cleans her plate.
She's a blonde haired bombshell, long leg spider, who's been
working on her web all day. She's a blue-eyed, smoking hot, six feet
shooter, who's been dying to make me her prey. She's a killer, she's
a killer. My baby is a killer, she's a killer, and someone's gonna die
today.
