- Azealia Banks run您 歌詞
- Azealia Banks
- [Verse 1]I was born ready (Ha Ha)
I'm working your man up in that circuit
***** I plan to look that perfect
Cheap little brand with a *** ** that's certain
Clique that gang and spit that curtain
He wanna slam, wanna whip that serpent
He wanna wham
Wanna get it in, wanna get it out
Wanna sweat it in , wanna lick it up
But your ***** been listening to broads
Sayin' ****** on the internet now
So we kick it with the tickets to the what
Damn ************ you can sniff it in the butt
You a fan little ***** you be living for the cunt
You be handful of scrilla while
I'm jiggling the buns
I can stop moving still jiggling the buns
I can pop in the middle with a little bit of pun
I can drop for your ***** when he get up in the front
I can spot but you ****** gotta to get us in front
But I'm not these *****es with the **** up on their tongues
Not these *****es, all these ****** been among
So it's not with me when
I with your ***** in the crumbs
And it's not me chilling with your ***** in the slums
So run run whenever-whenever
I'm in the sun, uh
Ima sp-spend this ****** sp-spinach
I tell him to eat the couchie then hit this ***** for lyrics
He know that
I got that juicy
That juicy booty, that fruity, that fruity tooti
That natural beauty
He rich; he poppin that bougie
I got that
Glock and that uzi
That ch-ch-chop and the tuni
I hit your block with a goonie and put a dot on ya nugget
Split ya top and ya stomach
Hit ya pops and ya cousin
Miss the shot if he runnin'
And get as hot as he want it[Hook]
You, you don't want
I know you, you don't wanna **** with me
You on one,
I'm on two
Bang or get banged on; you choose
These ****** runnin
These ****** runnin
They stay pumping that game
But these ****** frontin
All day up on this stage
These ****** like they something
Say this ***** is coming
Now these *** *** runnin
Runnin, runnin
These ****** runnin[Repeat][Verse 2]
I'm in the creme
Coupe seats
Color: gingerbread
You know I got that ***** covered like a ninja head
You say you bout to get buggin bout to spend your-bread
So you bout to get smothered with that infrared
Bet that strawberry banana f-fanna
Click never jam-a
I'm finna damage your armor and plan to blam at your grandma
These ****** toting they hammers
But really open punana's
I smell these ******
They ***** they ***** they needa douche it
Don't let him up in the cushion unless he come with the right do's
If not, then ***** you better **** you a white dude
If not, then ***** he better come with the right ****
If not, then ***** you probably know that he like ****
**** feeding these ******
You *****es breeding these ******?
I get the beats from these ******
Then hit the streets with these ******
Y'all tryna sleep with these ******
I' m tryna eat with these ******
I read these ****** the script and get sick of seeing these ****** now[Hook]
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