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Say My Fuckin' Name (BROOKER) 2

Drum & Bass,female vocals

0:002:57

Lady

Jul 22, 2025

Say My Fuckin' Name (BROOKER) 2

Drum & Bass,female vocals

Lyrics

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I’m fucked off, pissed on, tired as shit,

Running on caffeine, spite, and one last tit.

I’m a burnout Barbie with rage in her soul,

And I’ll throat-punch a rainbow to feel in control.

My brain’s a bad trip, my mood’s in the bin,

This close to licking tequila off sin.

Got no more spoons, just knives and a grin,

And a voodoo doll made of next week’s “should’ve been.”

Don’t come near me with “positive vibes,”

I’ve got middle fingers doing the tribal jive.

If peace is a path, I’m a fucking landslide—

Glitter bomb bitch with a demon inside.

SAY MY NAME — IT’S BROOKER, BITCH!

I’m the meltdown queen with a chaos twitch!

I don’t need calm, I don’t need shame,

I need snacks, a mic, and a war cry name!

BROOKER! BROOKER! Say it loud, say it raw—

If I break down, I break the fucking law.

So pass the crown and get outta my lane,

‘Cause I don’t suffer fools — I rename pain.

I’m a cuntstorm in combat boots,

A tantrum goddess in attitude suits.

Tears like lube for emotional doom,

And I cry-fuck life in the laundry room.

I don’t do balance—I do breakdown chic.

With mascara streaks and a rage technique.

I bless your house with PMS spells,

And I curse your zen with glittery yells.

Fuck your crystals, fuck your breath,

Fuck your juice cleanse and your “silent death.”

I want fries, a vibe, a battery toy,

And the sacred right to destroy and annoy.

I’m not your calm, I’m your witchy regret,

A hot mess bitch with no fucks left.

So light the candles, burn the sage—

I’ll still shove it up your namaste.

SAY MY NAME — IT’S BROOKER, BITCH!

I’m the holy hellfire in a velvet stitch!

Don’t need fixing, don’t want tame,

Just my crown, my claws, and my fuck-off flame.

BROOKER! BROOKER! Screaming through the shame—

If I fall apart, I do it in fame.

So cue the lights and drop that bass—

I’m the queen of chaos with glitter on her face.

I don’t need peace—I *am* the riot.

I don’t need quiet—I *am* the siren.

I don’t need love—I *am* the ache.

I don’t need fixing—

I *just need cake.*

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