Azealia Banks
Azealia Banks - Succubi songtekst
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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