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Azealia Banks - Succubi Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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since fantasea quenching your thirst,
they want the mermaid bitch to water they’d verse
these bitches is bad, the ab is worse,
these bitches is sad, but lately it works.
i’m crazy with math, add me your purse
plus you a hearse, minus that church.
you dead on the first, divide from your jerks
supplier for work.
fishscale, seaweed get ‘em higher than church
taste meat,
saliva to squirt,
hot lava
i’m reppin the burst
ain’t no bitch been better than birth
the luxury witch, galliano the skirt.
from today i reign, tomorrow it’s her’s
pardon my curve, these basic niggas rattle my nerve,
i battle the bird, a harlem girl
flip ‘em
bag ‘em and sell
these niggas snitches, tattle or tale.
watch where you dwell, these niggers bitches
hair braided with gel, the pussy i smell
why these niggers push me? i get spooky as hell
you local fucker,
i’m kooky with spells
these niggas suckas, be groupies as hell.
comment my hair, comment my nails.
this nigga’s a girl, you want diamonds and pearls?
designer clothes, attention and stares?
you’re a man though, why would you care?
(boy) you’re not a fan though, cool off my am
my man ho, come jones on this dildo while i pull on your hair, yeah
look at this queer
his booty prepared, your uzi is where?
liar liar, never fuckin fire fire
here’s a reminder, hymen
tru life, stole all your chains? (yes)
max b, wrote all your flames? (yes)
montana, road all your wave? (bet)
killa, called you a lame
it takes a harlem bitch to execute a harlem bitch,
you pop shit, i pop shit,
no problem bitch.
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Monday, August 13, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Luxury Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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Chorus:
Listen now, I hip you, hip you now when I whistle
Whistle out, I’m gonna switch you if you get what I hit you
With this …I’m gonna make you, run out with you
With you now I can’t forget you, get you now
Hey, hi, hello, hello, what’s up…
..I’m the one, I’m from New York
Will you be a … who told you could.. not so good
Who was it..right next to me so I could…
Your way
…you want to stay
..but that’s why I wanna be your lady
..and you know what I want, if I can, if I can
I’m gonna help you now…
Whistle out, I’m gonna switch you if you.. when I hit you
With the smile I’m gonna make you out with you
With you now, I can’t forget you, forget you know
Oh, took a trip, took a book to three friends
This bitch said it’s open season
This Miss been alone than she been
Looking for some gentlemen
I’m hoping he been
Feeling what I’m feeling and I hope that he can
..chilling for the whole team weekend
Just.. put your hands on the figure, now you’re…
Chorus:
Listen now, I hip you, hip you now when I whistle
Whistle out, I’m gonna switch you if you get what I hit you
With this …I’m gonna make you, run out with you
With you now I can’t forget you, get you now
I swear…
If you even … be a nightmare
I’mma make you… and keep you right there oh, oh
.. but that’s why
I wanna be your lady…
And you know what I want
If I could, if I could
Chorus:
Listen now, I hip you, hip you now when I whistle
Whistle out, I’m gonna switch you if you get what I hit you
With this …I’m gonna make you, run out with you
With you now I can’t forget you, get you now
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Sunday, July 15, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Chips Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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..came with the bill came with the deal
This about to be another gym on the reels
you can dance if you’re with it but your games is on stills
But you can’t slip ..
I could great her with the…
When the strip little beams with the.. for the game and the…
Damn little ..you’re the champ, you’re the shit, you’re the glam…
Listen up Nickie, you’re a fiend, you’re a trick…
And hurt your bitch..
And your click… can you stick to the bricks?
And if it splits can you…
Put your hand on your dick…
Chorus:
High up in my mind, up in my eyes
We’ll realize this
so don’t you just show me one time
Right… the look in your eyes
I like it,
so don’t you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh
I’m everywhere you can’t go
I’m everywhere you wish you could
..and then be involved
…that pussy good
I lift it up, and I tipped it slow
That that chocolate body that …
That flirty… blow the mercy
Do it to me, don’t hurt me, hurt me
Roll it, poll it…
Pick it up it’s so..
He packed it up and I’m throwing back
And I’m counting racks for he…
Cause he acting up and he… the slack
If I pop the trunk, then he get me…
If pump the trunk then he getting clap
I pump you rumpling and I split your back
Chorus:
High up in my mind, up in my eyes
We’ll realize this
so don’t you just show me one time
Right… the look in your eyes
I like it,
so don’t you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh
Can I get that?
Can I get that whip
Can I take that trip
Can I get that grip
Can I split that chip on my bitch…
will you keep that shit when you hit the script…
..get them close… make them…
You make that…
Quit the chit chat…
Chorus:
High up in my mind, up in my eyes
We’ll realize this
so don’t you just show me one time
Right… the look in your eyes
I like it,
so don’t you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh
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Sunday, July 15, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Fierce Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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BMB bell of the ball
BNG better than the mall
never been the floor
pretty kitty..get the floor silly
never been the tour
when the purp ready on the floor
was a stur when she on the floor
givin in a oh champagne always on the pour
some happy others can applaud
..bitches..of course
wanna make I am on the shore
the prince crown and acquaint
shut it down in the bitches gone
..pery on down town ..on my head when is form
doubt the critics in the mall..shawty is a..
but the blue weed had a..other in my lawn
they expect to think in the..
I used to think I was fierce
’cause I was in all the houses
I won trophies
I used too much trade for all us too
let’s see I’m fiercer now
’cause I got a job, I got an education
and I got somebody waiting at home for me god damn it
now one queen ask me the other day
was it, she told me:you think you’re fierce?
I said: of course
she said all queens save their fierce
it said miss all queens at me
Don’t never see I’m a queen for the eyes
the reason why I’m in luxury design
so she throw ahead the time come queen press us to the prize
witness is a better switch lie
I’m from the belly at night
gorgeous for the smile the girl with the mind
..in the pearl on the shine
fuck em so our house in the sky
The house, the house, work me the house
You pay ten dollar get to the board
work me the house, work me the house
’cause you pay ten dollars to get to the board
you work me the house, work me the house
’cause you pay ten dollar get to the board
work me the house, work me the house
’cause you pay ten dollars to get to the board
you work me the house, work me the house
’cause you pay ten dollars to much
the house, the house, the house, the house
work me god damn it
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Sunday, July 15, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Paradiso Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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You can send if you want to, fun if you want to
they in the shade all day if you run to
..assure you hustle like adore you
bitches fuck whatever she say can afford to
what you know about open out P west
relax recess sort of pull the b chest
be senzy look at little bandy and it’s too..looking like a bengy
can we kick it in the..
resign it where we can see
..she a leader in the champion
coko jeans..dreams things
palm..it’s so amazing a
switch it from the..
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Sunday, July 15, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Fantasea Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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(Verse)
I cash it for life fantastic
Less they gonna go , basket next to go
I’m a hundred in a book like x and o
Feel better than X and blow
Get half of my lines start texting notes
Get these niggers gazed up like texico
Watch a bitch probably texaco
Ever since I was a embrio had magic flow
Young dynamo, young killer,
Young ellen with a finer flow
Young rapid bow and the will of a half a cold
Can you celebrate it have a truce
Young sister please you’re dope
(x4)
I’m feeling fantasea
That’s for the half of life,
No wrong the cash was right
The bitch bent twice like hasn’t like
Want a great way to pass advice
Now I’m living for arsenal
Bring a fever like Fahrenheit
On a world like sanded light
They build that
They be girl by options right
DJ to the BH pass the light
Off from the passive type
I exite your life gaining acid
Better than your average
That is out there,blow the ship
‘Til I blow some magic
Anything you want, you can have it
Trip trip trip, you wanna magic
Do you really really wanna ask us
Or the phoenix while you in the ashes
Going into depression,no puller no crashing
Numbers of the masses,one is to the nation
Anything you want, it’s estamblished
Anything you want, you can have it
(Outro)
Boy I feel you
As I’m loving you, as I’m loving you
I’m gonna take you in a world ride classy
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling
I’m feeling fantasea
I’m feeling fantasea
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you
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Friday, July 13, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Neptune Lyrics and Video (Ft. Shystie)
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Azealia Banks,
Shystie
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(Intro)
I-I-I-I’m alri-i-i-ight
Tonight I-I-I’m alri-i-i-ight babe
(Verse)
More breeze in your hair hun
It’s the one that your blick took her chance on
Damn should’ve have shacked breeze with the champion
Looking for my nigger my feast is the phantom
Phantom this is that young bitch Lil Keke
I needed a plumb with the cheeky
Chill with some fillers from end the shikies
I’mma get ‘em get ‘em so come hit the repeat
(Chorus x2)
Baby about it
Baby you know
Can I turn you out here
Can I turn you on
Tell me now what is your fantasy
Can I hear about it
Tell me what you love
(Verse)
Hey yo mister come whisper
Hey what’s your sign, tell me brother she into
We can make your ex girl ruin her lil pants
Taken off your wish here can you feel-feel this
I’m the type of girl yo mama won’t job out
Stop fucking with your head,blow your brains all out
Tell me you like, yeah I’m right back here
Even when you go, make your head turn back now
Not vanilla we’re cinnamon sticks they’ll be killing bitches
I’m on my liquorish shit ’til the niggers diggie it stiff
Like Agamartis, riga-rigamortis tipi tipi on his neck
You can take faster no waste in these
Check her dipping out the sea with a mermaid please
Stiff a lip I bit harder I’m right under this tree
So let’s all yell now what’s your fantasies
(Verse)
Everybody got though
I’ve been bad you know
I-I I’m trying to give back that toy
I can’t have you know
Al-Alright
(Chorus)
Baby about it
Baby you know
Can I turn you out here
Can I turn you on
Tell me now what is your fantasy
Can I hear about it
Tell me what you love
(Bridge)
I’mma search you I’m going out of mind
I’m a lady that’s even my pride
But do you know mine all the night
I ain’t even gon’ be the light
Boy atleast stay on my mind
Can I wet you up
Baby you know
Am I sexual enough
Can I wet you up
I ain’t even gon’ even lie
I don’t wanna play with your time-time
Tonight
Alright Alright
Alright,tonight,ahaaa
(Chorus x2)
Baby about it
Baby you know
Can I turn you out here
Can I turn you on
Tell me now what is your fantasy
Can I hear about it
Tell me what you love
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Thursday, July 12, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Atlantis Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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Hi, hi, alright, hey, alright,
Why you’ve been running your mouth
All out, and wipe for it’s just island
Right to mention you, and I heard why a word
But I was in New York, New York, New York
I, I, I know you might like do you feel her world
But you just ride away in desire
Tryina say hello, some of you mean hello
It’s alright, let’s do, let’s do
You know I spit slick game, slick game, to the brothers
When I hip hop slang bang bang for the summer
I’m the sweet 16 they say you the summer
So they named, named me the mother
Of hip hop, pray, pray for your butter
You in tip top shake, shake nigga running
To the escape, straight, straight to the cover
Little wish pop, Jupiter queen
Your bitch make hits that will go for free
I can’t take that risk, never 2 out of 3
And took the 3 our the scene
The blue in the wave
And hit the bam bams niggas then it blue in the raise
Word to you and the man get the blow in the cheese
If you a big shot nigga I’am see you believe
... you little witch pop nigga hoping to be
You know I spit slick game, slick game, to the brothers
When I hip hop slang bang bang for the summer
I’m the sweet 16 they say you the summer
So they named, named me the mother
Of hip hop, pray, pray for your butter
You in tip top shake, shake nigga running
To the escape, straight, straight to the cover
Little wish pop, Jupiter queen
Your bitch make hits that will go for free
I can’t take that risk, never 2 out of 3
And took the 3 our the scene
The blue in the wave
And hit the bam bams niggas then it blue in the raise
Word to you and the man get the blow in the cheese
If you a big shot nigga I’am see you believe
... you little witch pop nigga hoping to be.
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Thursday, July 12, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Nathan Lyrics and Video (Ft. Styles P)
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Azealia Banks,
Styles P
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[Azealia Banks]
What up, what up?
Do you motherfuckers
Wanna gamble with your luck?
Better roll four, five, six
Then up and up
I’mma roll head, crack trips
You got the nuts?
I’mma call your bluff like
“I’m next, small talk”
Never turn the big bucks
Fine man, fuck got they
Hand and with a fucking fine man
Smoke a lotta ciga
Do a nigga have to bust this nigga?
I don’t wanna slump this nigga
I don’t wanna dump this nigga
I don’t wanna lunch this nigga
I don’t wanna hit your little goon
In the chest and the stomach
Douche gut this nigga
You don’t really want this nigga
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
(Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan)
[Styles P]
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Fuck is y’all anticipating?
That will make me just lose my patience
Grab a gun and just strip you naked
No KONY, no island
Phony nigga, you was never wildin’
Warrior nigga, I’m forever styling
No trying, four five ‘em
We looking for ‘em, I’m lying
Two guns up, I’m riding
You ain’t looking for me, I ain’t hiding
Ain’t the park nigga, no sliding
You could see saw, see a sawed-off or C4
“Bom Pow!”
Nigga Batman words
“Where the juice?”
Nigga gat man words
“Where’s the bread?”
Nigga fat man words
“Where’s the block?”
Nigga crack man words
Ya niggas, ya niggas
Can’t fuck with my niggas
That’s my word
Yeah it’s Ghost
And Azealia Banks
Go head nigga
You can feel that shank
Go head nigga
Just light your dank
Mind your business
And drink your drink
Yeah!
[Azealia Banks]
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Ketchup
I’m hot, dog
Frankfurters, you’re Nathan
But relish hatin’
Trust me, I pop off
Ain’t one of ya’ll
None of ya’ll gonna make it
Spread you like Mustard
Don’t trust em’
Burn em’, boil em’
Grill em’, bake em’
Nada, no problem
Zero, zilch em’, vacant
It’s nothing- Nathan
Back to the basics, poppin’ Aces
Poker face, I’ll pop your face in
You already know I got this blazin’
Back up with that cocky statement
Don’t make me have to cock my favorite
How you want it, roof or basement?
Birds Eye view or bottom lake it
How bout gon strip to make it?
Stripped em naked, stripped the bacon
Left this muthafucka with his pistol shaking
Racy like eight Jamaicans
Bust your nigga Grape and
I scraped his Raisin
Kept my cool and I held my patience
I bet your boy becomes a Trauma patient
I bet your boy ease up the Combination
If you ain’t talking money
Skip the conversation
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
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Monday, July 02, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Aquababe Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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[verse 1]
these public pool, bitches
ain’t really mermaids
private beach malibu, nigga!
weave up in the shade
how do you, follow figure?
yeah, you that other wave
she party pretty
she party plenty
it’s like everyday
i commence
you to picture
it’s a fantasea
you another
picture licker
off that tank of red
okay, celebrate, let’s celebrate
that aquababe, sashé
boulevard, runway
bitches, witness bitches
they’ve been afraid
these nigga’s bitches be bitches
they smelling the fish’s eggs
she sell it bigger and bigger
difference gave it all away
seashells on my two ta-tas
see she got it up on display
hooray!
[verse 2]
we knockin’
got it poppin’ like a parade
your opinion is just a option
fucker what you say?
i’m looking like, i look like
niggas look away
is it a problem?
clap ‘em, clock ‘em, blam ‘em
every chopper spray
the ball like madden
the trunk clunkin’ everyday
i see you don’t want that
rusty, rowdy type, ok?
okay, okay, huh?
(okay, okay, huh?)
(okay, okay, huh?)
(huh? huh? huh?)
[verse 3]
cinnamon, gentlemen
what that connate?
i be killin’ ‘em, killin’ ‘em
like murder everyday
when does it get
the abs on display?
i hit you, spit you
lift you, dip you
get up out the way
the niggas is swank
my bitches is stank
all these chickens
out for dollars
all they get is the franks
the linens is blank
the mendle is paint
he gon put that snorkel on
we gon dip in the tank
i focused
i floated out the bluest ocean
this smash on your set, honey?
get this shit in motion
bitches is sick
these bitches be opposing
bitches see me
yes, these bitches be all open
you don’t want it
no you don’t really want it
i’m drownin’ all on my haters
and surfin’ the moment
(swimming in all these people)
(bitch, surfin’ homies)
(swimming in all these people)
(bitch, surfin’ homies)
[verse 4]
the chitter-chatter
don’t really matter
you silly rabbit
that could get’cha
g-get’cha get’cha
your carrot, sweat it
all linens, fabrics
i’m diving backwards
and livin’ ravish
aqua fancy
she get the fly shit
then dip it back in
ha, ha
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Van Vogue Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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real, yeah
real
been pop pop a single pal
don’t you crop top my pickle down
..is the way down town
that’s just up and..the sound
hope you ..other bng south
or just..be in style
like the reast up ..
..me up turn her down
got the coo cook the young young wow
oh the so so the ass so round
trust is trouble we can’t go down
bust a bitch bubble where is my crown
…
bang a pop pop a single pal
bang a pop pop a single pal
the bitch she ain’t the bitch no now
is the one the cut is up
is the look so the bitch look style
bang a pop pop a single pal
if she ain’t know the bitch know now
if she ain’t know the bitch know now
don’t fill yourself too much
oh the friend won’t love you ..now
no no, no no
in that you’ve been did that
you’ve been with that
you’ve been with that bitch with the..
dont’ forget when you spend the shit
..but it’s in the..
so get your..you’re in that witch
you’d better spend that..
if she ain’t a..you’d better spend that .
baby..damn little..in that..just can’t breathe
…
when i sip that ..
when i taste that look like this
that bitch let em get that rip
dance with the dance with the..
lick that .. when that rich
hands in the .. like this, like this
dance with the ..
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - 1991 Lyrics and Video
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Azealia Banks
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uh, la la la, flirting with a cool french dude named antoine
wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant
cette soir with your bitch cafee your …
voulez-vous nigga mad francois
who are you nigga, hahaha
miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie
young noobie, young coochy type
young juicy, young uzzi might
black tat tat tat, …
silly cat, you know how to scratch
how you do that, do that, do that that that…
1991 my time has come
old 1991 my, your time is done
… i sell you …that’s my version
mommy…it’s my verses
homie you’re my …
pyramid, one eye, all my assets
here it is, more copy, my progress
here it is, more copy, my progress
keep up
he took her to the…
you want a chance with the…
you set the breeze…high class, no school…
i make hits for the fucking, …do it for free
young feeling … sipping on these niggas…
can’t believe that shit, believe that shit
come around, come around
let the litte …run it down, run it down
… sex …no cougars in the house
came in the game with a beat and a belt
never for the fame, my feet on the ground
cloud number 9, headed to the stars
baby i ride with my mike and my broad
baby i recite…the appetite for life
… you can get it if you want it
ny rose me, most high chose me
let me know what i can can can can do for you
if you don’t speak, boy you know…
let me know what a man man man man want
ny rose me, most high chose me
let me know what i can can can can do for you
if you don’t speak, boy you know…
let me know what a man man man man want.
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Tuesday, May 29, 2012 |
Azealia Banks - Jumanji Lyrics and Video
Artist
Azealia Banks
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this is the jima jima
go anthem banana
get the you got the question
that answer for lama, mama
i'm bad-ba-bada bad-ba-bada
put your bets up
choice i give
said the cin-cin
it's feathers and leathers
a-b a-b the two letters
it's about my brand two dead lip
i plan to blame all them hammers
go on live out the limo
li-ni-ni-ni, li-ni-ni-ni
leave all my photos and pictures
inside the fake candid cameras
with all these critics and scandals
manhattan inside the gigantic
rule bitch all day, uptown, broadway
rule bitch all day, uptown, broadway
that can and can and continue
your anti-nanas and cameras
they all jamming the jam
come join and put you hands up
let's go briefing in cabanas
all my vehicles handsome
the mulas with the passels
are border-less for the fellas
these bitches in the glitter
fuckers i bet the dreaming
they never took your money
i can never understand them
that cutie, cutie
than beauty
then juicy, juicy
who truly tattooed
who's is your fruity tutty
and boobie, don't make me remove your coofy
i'll do it cause it's my duty
crazy ain't kinda spooky
you move this stuff at the gucci
rule bitch all day, uptown, broadway
rule bitch all day, uptown, broadway
all of my bitches brooji
designer vagina gucci
these niggas all kins groupies
they flying, ain't trying to scoop me
ruffing in cabanas
all my vehicles handsome
the mulas with the passels
are border-less for the fellas
these bitches in the glitter
fuckers i bet the dreaming
they never took your money
i can never understand them
ruffing in cabanas
all my vehicles handsome
the mulas with the passels
are border-less for the fellas
these bitches in the glitter
fuckers i bet the dreaming
they never took your money
i can never understand them
get that, split that
make 'em spend that
whip that, flip that
make them chips fly
real bitch all day, uptown, broadway
real bitch all day, uptown, broadway
get that, split that
make 'em spend that
whip that, flip that
make them chips fly
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Friday, May 11, 2012 |
Scissor Sisters Vs. Krystal Pepsy - Shady Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Azealia Banks)
Artist
Azealia Banks,
Krystal Pepsy,
Scissor Sisters
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give me your bum and i hop off the whip
girl what you drinking, boy give me a sip
i’mma get lose it, then you do
and then do my voodoo, then chillin’
then move with your (meow!)
m and people gon’ have a chip on
i don’t know what sh-t does she own
she gon’ bring her friends a weekend
head and head, that’s worth the return
i got the purp and the reason effect
he wanna get cinnemon…
let’s get this show on the road where it crashes
the more so you don’t get no whip on your lip
i’m gonna get my shady love
i’m gonna get my shady love
shady love, shady love
i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my shady love
i’m gonna get my shady love
shady love, shady love
i’m gonna, i’m gonna , i’m gonna
shady love, shady love, shady love
shady love, shady love, shady love
why so tough
you see me running, but you can’t keep up
so let me slow down for you
baby what, say what you’re looking for
i can get young, get young
i was walking and talking about this …
i met out in boston
i didn’t see very often, but mmm huh, mmm huh
she gon’ vote for obama, and she likes to dance with madonna
chopstick, back benihanas, so mmm huh, mmm huh
we gon’ hop on this hooty, and she’ll take me out to the movies
let me feel all of her boob-es, so mmm huh, mmm huh
now she’s touching my booty, and she’s rolling all my beauty
i forget to get to my duties, so mmm huh, mmm huh
shady love, shady love, shady love…
i’m gonna get my shady love
i’m gonna get my shady love
shady love, shady love
i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my shady love
i’m gonna get my shady love
shady love, shady love
i’m gonna, i’m gonna , i’m gonna
one doctor shows up on top with the chick’s got con
get your man, cause he own my fly
we fly cause the nips don’t slip
when the victim flips and dead from the beat don’t stop
my tease, your tease, he sneeze
i pop, i cork, he gets phased, and desert cheat
got stack, got chips, got cheat
would you double up, double up
baby come circular, and let your cue
what you know ’bout the babado
why so tough
you see me running, but you can’t keep up
so let me slow down for you
baby what, say what you’re looking for
i can get young, get young
shady love, shady love, shady love…
shady love, shady love, shady love…
why so tough
you see me running, but you can’t keep up
so let me slow down for you
baby what, say what you’re looking for
i can get young, get young
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Monday, January 02, 2012 |
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