Album Cover 212

212

Azealia Banks

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Hey, I can be the answer

I′m ready to dance when the vamp up

And when I hit that dip, get your cameraYou could see I been that bitch since the Pamper

And that I am that young sis, the beacon

The bitch who wants to compete, and

I can freak a 'fit that pump with the peep and

You know what your bitch become when her weave in

I just wanna sip that punch wit your peeps and

Sit in that lunch if you′re treatin'

Kick it wit your bitch who come from Parisian

She know where I get mine from and the season

Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'

And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in

I guess that cunt gettin′ eaten

I guess that cunt gettin′ eaten

I guess that cunt gettin' eaten

I guess that cunt gettin′ eaten

I guess that cunt...

I was in the 212, on the uptown A

Nigga, you know what's up or don′t you?

Word to who made ya, I'm a rude bitch, nigga

What are you made up of?

I′ma eat your food up, boo

I could bust your eight, I'ma do one too

Fuck ya gon' do when ya do make bucks?

I′m a look-bright nigga, bet you do want to fuck

Fuck him like you do want to cum

Ya gay to get discovered in my 2-1 deuce

Cock-a-lickin′ in the water by the blue bayou

Caught the warm goo in your doo-rag too, son?

Nigga, you're a kool-aid dude, plus your bitch might lick it

Wonder who let you come to 1-2 wit your doo-doo crew, son

Fuck, are you into, huh?

Niggas better ooh run-run

You could get shot, homie

If you do want to, put your guns up

Tell your crew don′t front, I'm a hoodlum nigga

You know you were too once

Bitch, I′m 'bout to blew up too

I′m the one today, I'm the new shit, boo, Yung Rapunxel

Who are you bitch, new lunch?

I'ma ruin you, cunt

I′ma ruin you, cunt

I′ma ruin you, cunt

I'ma ruin you, cunt

Ayo, ayo

I heard you ridin′ with the same tall, tall tale

Tellin' ′em you made some

Saying you grindin' but ya ain′t goin' nowhere

Why procrastinate, girl?

You've got a lot, but you just waste all yours, and

They′ll forget your name soon

And won′t nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah

What you gon' do when I appear?

W-When-when I premiere?

Bitch, the end of your lives are near

This shit been mine, mine

What you gon′ do when I appear?

W-When-when I premiere?

Bitch, the end of your lives are near

This shit been mine, mine

Bitch, I'm in the 212

With the fifth-cocked nigga, it′s the 2-1 zoo

Fuck ya gon do when ya goon sprayed up?

Bet his bitch won't get ′em, betcha you won't do much

See, even if you do want to bust

Your bitch'll get you cut and touch your crew up too, Pop

You playin′ wit your butter like your boo won′t true, cock the gun too

Where you do eat poom, hun?

I'm fuckin′ wit ya cutie-q

What's your dick like, homie? What are you into?

What′s the run, dude? Where do you wake up?

Tell your bitch keep hatin', I′m the new 1-2, huh?

See, I remember you when you were

The young new face, but you do like to slumber, don't you?

Now your boo up too, hun

I'ma ruin you, cunt

What you gon′ do when I appear?

W-When-when I premiere?

Bitch, the end of your lives are near

This shit been mine, mine

What you gon′ do when I appear?

W-When-when I premiere?

Bitch, the end of your lives are near

This shit been mine, mine

This shit been mine, mine

This shit been mine, mine