Lyrics I Love My Gun - Domenica

I Love My Gun

There goes the mailman, the milkman too
Santa Claus I’m coming for you
Don’t touch the grass, or give me the eye
My blinds are shut, stroking my .45
(I love my gun) Lock & load bitch it’s the weekend
(I love my gun) Bleeding bullets in the sky
(I love my gun) Lock & load bitch it’s the weekend
(I love me gun) Shouldn’t have to tell you why
It’s my right
There goes the salesman, the JVs too
Deliveries haven’t gone through
Don’t want the fliers, gotta save the trees
Sitting by the window, keeping 'killer' clean
(I love my gun) Lock & load bitch it’s the weekend…
It’s my right
I love my gun, I love my gun
Without my gun, it’s just no fun