Azealia Banks – Liquorice

Letra de Liquorice de Azealia Banks

Look, nig*as really wanna beat they chests, for B-A-N-K-S
These nig*as be gorillas for the pin-k flesh
These nig*as be vanilla, the chips be legitimate
They just want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with 'em
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So since you vanilla men spend
Can my hot fudge bit*hes get with your vanilla friends
Hey, I’m the liquorice bit*h
You know I’m looking for these nig*as if these nig*as is rich
I make hits motherfu*ker
Do you jiggle your dick when your bit*h pop singing on the liquorice hit, ya know
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Can I catch your eye, sir
Can I be what you like, yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my night color
Can I be your type, yeah
I could set you right, whoa
How are you tonight, sir
I'm living my life, ooh
Hope you feel alright, yeah
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Hey, I’m the Liquorice bit*h
You know I’m looking for these nig*as if these nig*as is rich
You got creme for your colors and a blue eye too
Hi, I wanna get the number to your 212 line
Maybe we could slumber, we could w-w-w-wine
Why I don’t do yay, but if you want to, fine
Your fantasy could get that pitch black
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Cause its gon’ erupt when ya slip in betwixt that black snatch
Ya like blizzack-ker cat, ema-nem-manating
Where ya mizzat-mustache at
Huh, I bet ya been extra gassed
Bet you really wanna touch up on the molasses a*s
Bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat today
Cause her kizzat sh-shaved
You wanna cuddle with ya bit*h after, eh
But I gotta dip I gotta get at the cake
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Lotta scrilla to make, and the dick don’t fu*k up any scrillac for Banks
No issues picking money over ha-ha, ya beige in her
She just wanna see the best in Greece with some gentlemen and check these beats in the sun
He just wanna see the wet-wet weave when I’m swimming in the West Indies
Then I sit up and catch these breeze
Sip a little bit of Rum & Ting, nig*a
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These bit*hes know that I be on that black girl sh*t
That black girl pin-up with that black girl dip
Put that black girl spin up on ya whack girl tip
Ain’t official till it been up in that black girl kit
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Pick out ya mans and attack real quick, I’ma hit him with that venom and that rap girl hip
I slip out the denims, know that black girl fit, get that Remy in a did and hit that black girl switch
Bit*hes better tan for the summer, and for the haters, quit that chit chat, and get ya paper
Quote the cinnamon
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The cherry-melange bit*h verbatim
When I speak about your face in the clam with the flavors
You get that
And stimulate her
Take a lick up on my genital, then sit to savor
Do ya man’s and his licorice interest a favor.
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Redactada por: Kelly