Delilah Bon - Chop Dicks (Official Music Video)

Links to stream / buy all here : SUBSCRIBE 2 MY CHANNEL & Follow me on social media if u ENJOYDDDD! Instagram: Facebook: Twitter: Website: Music written & Produced by Delilah Bon Filmed by Helen Tate Lyrics written by Delilah Bon ’CHOP DICKS’ Feminism is a hell of a ride As we’re teaching our daughters about having some pride But it’s our sons sitting in their bedrooms Watching porn with their brothers that we gotta remind It’s like that, you know the women on the videos Giving head to the guy with the twenty inch Well I hope she’s getting paid for that shit You can’t really expect girls to beg for your dick So boy sit down let me just remind you how it’s gonna go down I’m not your girl, I do not appreciate you coming around You like my style, like the way my body looking when I get down That’s fine, it’s true but understand that I would never get with you What’s a matter is it hard to understand That a woman doesn’t need a man But the bitches in the town I live are getting sloppy ’n’ shit And men are thinking that’s how it is But I don’t care if it is ten inch long If it is ten inch wide If it is ten inch either side Cause all that matters in the end is what you do with it Wear it on your head or go on put me in the mood with it So boy sit down let me just remind you how it’s gonna go down I’m not your girl, I do not appreciate you coming around You like my style, like the way my body looking when I get down That’s fine, it’s true but understand that I will never get with you A lot a people just ignore the dick in the room Hoping the misogynistic dude will grow some balls soon But if I hold back any longer I’m gonna choke Spasm on the floor if I hear another rape joke You guys pretend that it is funny when it’s not Did it happen to your sister? I guess not Do you not respect your mother? I guess not Did you get it from your father? Well of course not Cause all the boys with their hands on their dicks And their mind on the money and the cars and the chicks You don’t know about the lonely walk home With your keys in your hand getting ready to chop dicks Cause you don’t have to re-think what you’re wearing Pretend that you’re listening to music to stop them staring so that’s the question that I’ve been asking now you’re listening What’s my music gotta do with the clothes that I’m wearing I’m looking at your daughter as she’s walking alone When a guy comes behind her, looks a lot like you But it’s not you, of course not you’re not that type It’s the guy from the old days the guy called Mike But he don’t realise that Delilah is a big girl now He just followed her out from a nightclub in downtown He didn’t hurt her but imagine if he did Would you feel the way that I feel if that girl was your kid