GRUDGES

I'm a perfect little angel for you I always say please and thank you And every time you spit in my face And shit on my space, I still was true But I feel so horny lately No, like horns are growing out my face, like I just wanna burn bridges and kill bitches and Pour their medicine in their mouth and give them a taste It's erotica, leave me in the dirt Call me a bitch and I'll show you worse Words ain't shit till my knuckles hurt Keep it coming, though I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides In the mix and gouges both of your eyes Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone Gonna wish that you just left me alone Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone Knock, knock, are you home? (Ahem) Now look at what you've done to me I used to let them step on my vertebrae And now I'm the one skipping and laughing and cheering It's baffling how magic works I mean, I lit a candle for this Burned some bay leaves for this Cried to God for this (ah!), ha To turn me into a I-don't-give-a-single-flying-fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck machine Basic, aren't ya? Santa Monica Pale white skin like Antarctica My angels put a hex on you Guess they had a grudge too I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides In the mix and gouges both of your eyes Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone Gonna wish that you just left me alone Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone Knock, knock, are you home? No rhyme or reason for your mistreatment You got me up now, smashing the ceiling Ceiling And now I'm up now, baby, I'm up now, ooh You woke me up, the monster is up She's ready to pounce I'm sweet, but wait till the Scorpio slides In the mix and gouges both of your eyes Fuck around that much and, oh, you'll find a grudge for life