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Lyrics >  B >  Billy Rankin > Baby’s Got a Gun

Baby’s Got a Gun

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Everybody knows ‘em on the streets , they’ve seen them
Caughing up another piece of meat
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
Why you always runnin? from the _____________________
Come along and have yourself a look
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
Might just say
Shootin? emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin? emotion
I see her everyday
Shootin? emotion
Babys got a gun
___________________prayin? to the lord on sundays
Ain’t a little angel anymore
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
I even tried to reason with a need for action
Turned around and pointed it at me
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
I still say
Shootin? emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin? emotion
I see her everyday
Babys got a gun
Little bo peep’s gone off the deep end
Sweet sixteen’s gone away for the weekend
Shootin emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin emotion
I see her everyday
Babys got a gun
Babys got a gun
Babys got a gun
Babys got a gun
Babys got a gun
Ya babys got a gun
Oooh babys got a gun, ya

(written by: billy rankin)

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