Ms 45 - Dandi Wind

Today I have got a gun

And Now I’m dressed just like a nun

Thanks for letting me fufill a dream

Watching you beg is such a scream

(you know I’ve) always wanted to use my crossbow

To kill a john like you driving by real slow

cuz I’m (she's)

just (Miss)

I’m (she's)

just (Miss)

Miss 45

Dirty secrets to show wifey

(when I) drag yr corpse back to shaughnessy

With Blood stains on upholstery

That jag ain’t worth shit now see

AFTERCHORUS

What will you do?

Yr far too slow

Wa wa wa wa wa wah

I’ll follow you / follow you

follow you/ HUNT you/ wherever you go

Corner you

cuz what’s fair is fair

Call it payback, re-venge what-ev-ar

Ready now to take a life in my hands

Cuz the po prefer watchin from the stands

OUTRO

Your honour;

in my defence

You sound oh so diff-er-ent

When yr not in my hood

cruisin a trick

Drooling while rubbing yr thimble sized prick — But:

Confronting you brings me a smile

Don’t remember me?

Ah, so now yr senile

I’m suppose to care bout yr esteemed reputation When yr leisure time is spent

on so-lic-it-ation

Now if the court would let me turn the table

With exhibit A «my 45» I am able

To eliminate the scum from the earth’s face

And now yr honour I REST MY CASE