50 Shades of Black (Illa Remix)

(50, 50, 50 shades of black, black, black) (Black, black, black) 50 shades of black and red wine Now it's bottoms up, good times Roaming the streets You're all mine 50 ways to wreck, get in line Sneak up and attack, it's all fine Here we go, time to show My dark side Oh my darling, hear me howling I'll slice you to the moon I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer So I leave my note and hit the road And roam 50 shades of black and red wine Now it's bottoms up, good times Roaming the streets You're all mine 50 ways to get you to whine Then push comes to shove, a bad sign Rolling the dice The moon shines 49, who's next, honey, need to confess? I'll make you cry like a baby, cry like a baby in dress 50, well, its you, are you ready to die? Cry like a baby - die Oh my darling, hear me howling You'll never leave the room Oh I can be a, I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer So I leave my note and hit the road And roam I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer So I leave my note and hit the road And roam (50 shades of black)