Like it with ya gun gun
Stockholms syndrome
Like it with ya gun gun
Make you go numb numb

'Notha
Boring night till you dropped by in ya hood
Pushed me to da floor as hard as ya could
Tape around my mouth
You had me
Handcuffed
No bluff
Treated me like rough rough

How I have been looking for this moment for so long
Under ya violence is da place where nothing's wrong
You can be my robber and I'll be ya honeybee, oh
You can be my Clyde and I'll be ya Bo Bo Bonnie

Chorus
Ding Dong
King Kong
Ur my Stockholm syndrome
Kidnap me and I make you go dum dum
Ding Dong
King Kong
Like it with ya gun gun
Be my criminal and I make you go numb numb
Rock
Never stop
Turn me on till I pop
Be my cash box
Mind fox
Take me to da top
It sucks when ya stop
Lift me up till I pop
Be my hit hike
Lucky strike
Stockholm syndrome

Like it with ya gun gun
Make you go numb numb

You thought
I'd be scared of all ya threats and hard words
Now I'm in control and ur my slave cause
I'm much smarter than you could imagine
Get in
I drive, ur da engine

How I have been waiting for this moment for so long
Under my protection there is nothing going wrong
I'm in charge, you follow orders, I make no exception
I do da talkin', you do da walkin' to da right direction

Chorus

Like it with ur gun gun
Make you go numb numb
Like it with ur gun gun

Ding Dong
King Kong
Ur my Stockholm syndrome
Kidnap me and I make you go dum dum
Ding Dong
King Kong
Like it with ya gun gun
Be my criminal and I make you go numb numb

Ding Dong
King Kong
Ur my Stockholm syndrome
Kidnap me and I make you go dum dum
Ding Dong
King Kong
Like it with ya gun gun
Be my criminal and I make you go numb numb
Rock
Never stop
Turn me on till I pop
Be my cash box
Mind fox
Take me to da top
It sucks when ya stop
Lift me up till I pop
Be my hit hike
Lucky strike
Stockholm syndrome
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STHLM Syndrome Lyrics

Anniela – STHLM Syndrome Lyrics