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    Azealia Banks / Lyrics

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    "212" Lyrics

    Azealia Banks feat. Lazy Jay

    Genre:Hip-Hop, House, Rap
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    Hey, I can be the answer
    I'm ready to dance when the amp up
    And when I hit that dip, get your camera
    You could see I been that b*tch since the Pamper
    And that I am that young sis, the beacon
    The b*tch who wants to compete and
    I could freak a 'fit, that pump with the peep and
    You know what your b*tch become when her weave in
    I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and
    Sit in that lunch if you're treatin'
    Kick it with ya b*tch who come from Parisian
    She know where I get mine from, end of season
    Now she wanna lick my plum in the evening
    And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
    I guess that cunt getting eaten [x5]

    I was in the 212
    On the uptown A, n*gga you know what's up or don't you?
    Word to who made ya
    I'm a rude b*tch, n*gga, what are you made up of?
    I'ma eat ya food up, boo
    I could bust your 8, I'ma do one too, f*ck ya gon' do?
    I want you to make bucks, I'm a look-right n*gga, bet ya do want to f*ck,
    F*ck him like ya do want to cum
    You're gay to get discovered in my two-one-deuce
    Cock-a-licking in the water by the blue bayou
    Caught the warm goo in your doo-rag too, son?
    N*gga you're a Kool-Aid dude
    Plus your b*tch might lick it, wonder who let you come to one-two
    With ya doo-doo crew son, f*ck are you into, huh?
    N*ggas better oooh-run-run
    You could get shot, homie, if ya do want to
    Put ya guns up, tell your crew don't front
    I'm a hoodlum n*gga, you know you were too once
    B*tch I'm 'bout to blew up too
    I'm the one today, I'm the new sh*t, boo, young Rapunzel
    Who are you, b*tch, new lunch?
    I'ma ruin you, cunt [x4]

    Ayo (ayo), I heard you're riding with the same tall, tall tale
    Telling them you made some (made some)
    Saying you're grinding but you ain't going nowhere
    Why you procrastinate girl? (-nate girl)
    You got a lot, but you just waste all yourself
    They'll forget your name soon (name soon)
    And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah

    What you gon' do when I appear?
    W-when-when I premiere?
    B*tch, the end of your lives are near
    This sh*t been mine, mine

    B*tch, I'm in the 212
    With the fifth cocked n*gga, it's the two-one-zoo
    F*ck you gon' do, when your goon sprayed up?
    Bet his b*tch won't get him, betcha you won't do much
    See, even if you do want to bust
    Your b*tch'll get you cut and touch you crew up too, Pop
    You're playing with your butter like your boo won't chew cock
    The gun, too - where you do eat poon, hon?
    I'm f*cking with you, cutie-q
    What's your d*ck like homie, what are you into, what's the run, dude?
    Where do you wake up? Tell your b*tch keep hating,
    I'm the new one too, 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, hon
    I'ma ruin you cunt

    What you gon' do when I appear?
    W-when-when I premiere?
    B*tch, the end of your lives are near
    This sh*t been mine, mine
    This song was submitted on January 9th, 2012 and last modified on January 3rd, 2013.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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