I love a good "Don't fuck with me" song and it's fantastic with word choice and the way you fit everything together well....power song right here before going to fuck with your enemy🎵 🎶

This song is lowkey confusing but i´m vibing

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TRAUMA BOND

Dig Up My Ex

Dig Up My Ex (From “Song House Live”)

Released in partnership with Jägermeister Musik.

Lyrics:
My angel's most polite when I am on my knees, yeah
And I am even nicer when she asks me please
Doesn't make me pray too long
Till she's dancing on my tongue
And when she's done she shows me how she got them wings

She looks just like a god, baby call me catholic
She fucks just like a god, cuff it up I'm yours
Can't find a single flaw, I think she's holographic
Keep stringing me along
I need no Religion
When you fuck it like a god

Oh Gabriel can't decide if I'm a friend or foe
(they not even together though)
And she said, "I don't think he even tries to make me curl my toes"
Think ya big and tough daddy?
That's what she's been calling me
Go wash ya balls before ya tell me what I already know
I'm homo

It's because she fucks just like a god, baby call me catholic
She looks just like a god, cuff it up I'm yours
I got to pray for more, she said she's telepathic
Keep stringing me along
I need no Religion
When you fuck it like a

You fuck it like a god
You fuck it like a god

(screams)
(cackles)

(She fucks just like a god)
Not to be too dramatic, miss
(She fucks just like a god)
That angel puss is galactic shit
(She fucks just like a god)
Psychopathic, pornographic, both angelic and satanic
But I gotta fucking have it
You fuck just like a god

(screams & shrieks)

(laughs) "uh oh Gabe wants to suck my dick"

RELIGION

Boys Will Be Boys

Fboys Anonymous

Bold of you to think that I won't eat you alive

Kinda creepy, kinda ugly
Alligator but I'm fluffy like a bunny
I see the big picture, 
And no you don't fit sir
"I haven't done shit sir!"
Ooh

You think ya too slick, I understand
You talkin' big shit, I'm such a fan, well
I got a big dick and dirty mouth
Spit your blood into my cup and then I'll gulp you down

So when you see my face remember to run
And when you hear my name go load up ya gun
You should be scared of me son

Oh you so candid, oh you so witty
Oh you manipulating fans in different cities?
"He wouldn't do that b, he too damn pretty"
I was twenty when his fingers brushed across my lil titties

See, these men they got money
Don't matter, won't stop me
Can't let you abuse it if you don't know how to use it 

So when you see my face remember to run
And when you hear my name go load up ya gun
You should be scared of me son
I got receipts stuffed up my sleeves so fat
They shatter your solicitor's spine
And when they break the news your mum gonna cry
You should be scared of me son

Run

If big boy wanna step to me
Then he can do it quietly
If [bleep] needs an answer
Tell him I got a variety
You want me to be nicer
But I'm angry justifiably
Public about the things that these fuckers get up to privately
"Just deal with it silently baby, aren't you grown up?"
Well undeniably, but I still gonna fuck shit up
I might acquire some rivalry and a couple of bugs
But compliancy's too vanilla, mummy likes it rough

These boys they don't know how to act
That's why I got a baseball bat
I fantasise about their brains exploding on my welcome mat

Spit my blood into my cup and then I'll gulp you down

So when you see my face remember to run
And when you hear my name go load up ya gun
You should be scared of me son
I got receipts stuffed up my sleeves so fat
They shatter your solicitor's spine
And when they break the news your mum gonna cry
You should be scared of me son

You know what you've done

I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE

ZAND

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