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Azealia Banks - Aquababe

Mixtape: "Fantasea" (2012)

[Verse 1:]
These public pool, bitches
Ain't really mermaids
Private beach Malibu, nigga!
Weave up in the shade
How do you, follow figure?
Yeah, you that other wave
She party pretty
She party plenty
It's like everyday
I commence you film a picture
It's a fantasea
Get another, pitcher liquor
Off that tank of red
Okay, celebrate, let's celebrate
That aquababe, sashé
Boulevard, Runway
Bitches, witness bitches
They've been afraid
These nigga's bitches be bitches
They smellin' of fish and eggs!
She sell it bigger and bigger
Difference gave it all away
Seashells on my two ta-tas
See she got it up on display
Hooray!

[Verse 2:]
We knockin'
Got it poppin' like a parade
Your opinion is just a option
Fucker what you say?
I'm looking like, I look like
Niggas look away
Is it a problem?
Clap 'em, clock 'em, blam 'em
Every chopper spray
The ball like Madden
The trunk clunkin' everyday
I see you don't want that
Rusty, rowdy type, ok?
Okay, okay, huh?
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Huh? Huh? Huh?)

[Verse 3:]
Cinnamon, gentlemen
With that kind of taste?
I be killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Like murder everyday
When does it get
The ABs on display?
I hit you, spit you
Lift you, dip you
Get up out the way
The niggas is swank
My bitches is stank
All these chickens
Out for dollars
All they get is the franks
The linens is blank
The middle is pink
He gon put that snorkel on
We gon dip in the tank
I focused
I floated out the bluest ocean
This smash on your set, honey?
Get this shit in motion
Bitches seasick
These bitches be opposing
Bitches see me
Yes, these bitches be all open
You don't want it
No you don't really want it
I'm drownin' all on my haters
And surfin' the moment

(Swimming in all these people)
(Bitch, surfin' homies)
(Swimming in all these people)
(Bitch, surfin' homies)

[Verse 4:]
The chitter-chatter
Don't really matter
You silly rabbit
That could get'cha
G-get'cha get'cha
Your carrot splattered
All linens, fabrics
I'm diving backwards
And livin' ravish
Aqua fancy
She get the fly shit
Then dip it back in

Ha, ha

Azealia Banks (born May 31, 1991) is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Raised in Harlem, New York, Banks pursued an interest in musical theatre at a young age, later studying at the LaGuardia High School of Performing Arts, before dropping out to focus on her musical career. In late 2008, she adopted the pseudonym, "Miss Bank$", and began releasing music through MySpace, eventually being signed to XL Recordings at age 17.
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Azealia Banks - L8R

Mixtape: "Fantasea" (2012)

[Verse 1:]
Yo, you rocking with with the man crook
You can get your man took quicker than your hand shook
No frontin', it's about his paper
He a giver, I'm a taker and a fibber and a faker
You gotta spend a lot for this behavior
If it ain't about a dollar, I'm a holler at you later

[Bridge:]
Yeah, you already know
I get the dough and it's never slow (and it's never slow)
Never know, and if you don't, it's whatever, yo
(Pay, pay, pay)
Gotta get it, gotta get, I gotta get it
You gotta spend a lot for this behavior
If it ain't about a dollar, I'm a holler at you later

[Verse 2:]
Light skin world, light skin girls
Switching his vanilla cause he likes that swirl, yeah
He like black girls and he love a musician
And fucking with this older nigga, he a fucking magician, son
He tricking off, cause my verse perverse
And jerking off when a bitch rehearse him
When I lift the skirt, your nigga never gotta be coerced
Just squirt and he eats the dessert and that's some real shit
I mean real tits, nice ass, tight twat
Dome fucking up a nigga home, call a bitch S.W.A.T
I get it tighter than a gridlock
Open your face and let a bitch squat
I tell him you should let his bitch watch
Cause she wanna piss, nah
I tell her she could lick this box
Cause I ain't really with that dick-swap
Even if you switch socks
Bitch is fishier than Chip Shop
And he was praying that her shit pop
Every time I say deeper, I get it warmer than a space heater
No ordinary taste either, this that candy
He was tryin' lick it off to see through my panties
I was tryin' kick it, but he was like can he-
Eat a little dinner, want to sit with my family
Nah, there's probably not a lot in this container
If it ain't about a dollar, I'm a holler at you later (ha!)

Azealia Banks (born May 31, 1991) is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Raised in Harlem, New York, Banks pursued an interest in musical theatre at a young age, later studying at the LaGuardia High School of Performing Arts, before dropping out to focus on her musical career. In late 2008, she adopted the pseudonym, "Miss Bank$", and began releasing music through MySpace, eventually being signed to XL Recordings at age 17.
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Azealia Banks - Nathan (feat. Styles P)

Mixtape: "Fantasea" (2012)

[Azealia Banks:]
What up, what up?
Do you motherfuckers
Wanna gamble with your luck?
Better roll four, five, six
Then up and up
I'm a roll head, crack trips
You got the nuts?
I'm a call your bluff like
"I'm next, small talk"
Never turn the big bucks
Fine man, fuck got they
Hand and with a fucking fine man
Smoke a lotta ciga
Do a nigga have to bust this nigga?
I don't wanna slump this nigga
I don't wanna dump this nigga
I don't wanna lunch this nigga
I don't wanna hit your little goon
In the chest and the stomach
Douche gut this nigga
You don't really want this nigga

Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan

Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Stay talking that shit, y'all hating
(Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan)

[Styles P:]
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Fuck is y'all anticipating?
That will make me just lose my patience
Grab a gun and just strip you naked
No KONY, no island
Phony nigga, you was never wildin'
Warrior nigga, I'm forever styling
No trying, four five 'em
We looking for 'em, I'm lying
Two guns up, I'm riding
You ain't looking for me, I ain't hiding
Ain't the park nigga, no sliding
You could see saw, see a sawed-off or C4
"Bom Pow! "
Nigga Batman words
"Where the juice? "
Nigga gat man words
"Where's the bread? "
Nigga fat man words
"Where's the block? "
Nigga crack man words
Ya niggas, ya niggas
Can't fuck with my niggas
That's my word
Yeah it's Ghost
And Azealia Banks
Go head nigga
You can feel that shank
Go head nigga
Just light your dank
Mind your business
And drink your drink
Yeah!

[Azealia Banks:]
Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Stay talking that shit, y'all hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan

Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Stay talking that shit, y'all hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan

Ketchup
I'm hot, dog
Frankfurters, you're Nathan
But relish hatin'
Trust me, I pop off
Ain't one of ya'll
None of ya'll gonna make it
Spread you like Mustard
Don't trust em'
Burn em', boil em'
Grill em', bake em'
Nada, no problem
Zero, zilch em', vacant
It's nothing- Nathan
Back to the basics, poppin' Aces
Poker face, I'll pop your face in
You already know I got this blazin'
Back up with that cocky statement
Don't make me have to cock my favorite
How you want it, roof or basement?
Birds Eye view or bottom lake it
How bout gon strip to make it?
Stripped em naked, stripped the bacon
Left this muthafucka with his pistol shaking
Racy like eight Jamaicans
Bust your nigga grape and
I scraped his raisin
Kept my cool and I held my patience
I bet your boy becomes a trauma patient
I bet your boy ease up the combination
If you ain't talking money
Skip the conversation

Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Stay talking that shit, y'all hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan

Y'all niggas, stay hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan
Y'all niggas don't want no drama
(Y'all niggas don't want no problems)
Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas, none of ya'll want it
Stay talking that shit, y'all hating
Y'all niggas ain't getting Nathan

Azealia Banks (born May 31, 1991) is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Raised in Harlem, New York, Banks pursued an interest in musical theatre at a young age, later studying at the LaGuardia High School of Performing Arts, before dropping out to focus on her musical career. In late 2008, she adopted the pseudonym, "Miss Bank$", and began releasing music through MySpace, eventually being signed to XL Recordings at age 17.
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Azealia Banks - Chips

Mixtape: "Fantasea" (2012)

[Verse 1:]
Jammed in the bill came with the deal
This about to be another jam on the reals
You can dance if you're with it put your game on stills
But you can't can't slip it while the dance on shills
Saw your man, I should meet him and your man toss chips
Went to France on a visa, a hundred grand for the trip
When I lean I could greet him with then lamb on a strip
Little bambs with for the visa for the game and the fit
Damn little diva you're the champ, you're the shit,
You're the glam, and the glitz, you're a vamp you're a bitch
Listen up my nigga, you're a fan, you a trick
You be amp to the spits with ya man's in the whip
And I heard you're rich, heard you're "rich nigga" rich
Heard your click, had to lick
Can you stick to the bricks
And if it splits get your cran in your tips
Put your hand on your dick
Take a gander at this

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,
Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2:]
I'm everywhere you can't go
I'm everywhere you wish you could
I'm sussed up in that Van Vogue
My weave long and my pussy good
I lift it up, and I tip it slow
That chocolate body that tootsie roll
That flirty Hershey, lawda mercy
Do it to me, don't hurt me, hurt me
Rollie polie, float your boatie
Dick it up it's so swolely swolely
Swolely swolely, he holdin' holdin'
He packin' pack and I'm throwing back
And I'm counting racks while he lick the crack
If he acting up then he gettin slapped
If I pop the trunk, then he gettin clapped
I'll pop ya rump and I'll split your back

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,
Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

[Bridge:]
Can I get that
Can I get that whip
Can I take that trip
Can I get that grip
Can I split that chip where my bitch pat
Where my rich cat,
Will you keep that shit when you hit that strip
When you hit that scene, and the scene get a tan
And a six pack, where my bitch pack
Where'd you get them clothes
How you make that roll, how you make that dose
Sip it slow, sip it slow, sip it, sit back
Quit the chit chat
Before I rip that bow, when I rip your soul
When I rip that bow

[Chorus:]
High you been on my mind, you been on my eyes,
Realize this
Show me, show, show me one time
Right, and even your right the look in your eyes
I like it,
Won't you just show me one time
Uh, uh, uh

Azealia Banks (born May 31, 1991) is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Raised in Harlem, New York, Banks pursued an interest in musical theatre at a young age, later studying at the LaGuardia High School of Performing Arts, before dropping out to focus on her musical career. In late 2008, she adopted the pseudonym, "Miss Bank$", and began releasing music through MySpace, eventually being signed to XL Recordings at age 17.
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Azealia Banks - Fierce

Mixtape: "Fantasea" (2012)

[Verse 1: Azealia Banks]
Bambi, belle of the ball
Banji, better than them all
Never been a flaw
Pretty kitty manicure the claws, silly
Never been a draw
When I purr bet he wanna paw
Cause a stir when she on the floor
Giving it her all
Champagne always on the pour
Some happy, others can applaud
Bum bitches aggy, but of course
Mermaid coming on the shore
Take the prince crown and the coin
Shut it down then a bitch is gone
'Nother round of Dom PĂ©rignon
Downtown vampin' to the song
Tiara on my head when it's worn
Style get the critics in amor
Physically shawty is the bomb
Whether blue weave or the blonde
Harlem or Milan
Banks break the bank and the bonds

[Ex-ball contender spoken word section:]
I used to think I was fierce
'Cause I was in all the houses
I won trophies
I used to munch trade for dollars too
But see I'm fiercer now
'Cause I got a job, I got an education
And I got somebody waiting at home for me God damn it
Now one queen asked me the other day was it
She told me: "Miss Thing you think you're fierce? "
I said: "Of course"
She said "All queens think they're fierce"
I said: "Miss Thing, all queens and me! "

[Verse 2: Azealia Banks]
Bon appetit, I'm a feast for the eyes
The reason why I'm, in luxury designs
So chic, so ahead of time
Kunt queen, princess of the prize
Witness the baddest bitch alive
I'm reporting from the belly of the night
Gorgeous: plus the world is mine
A girl with a twirl and a rhyme
Diamonds and a pearl on the shine
Welcome to her house in the sky

The house, the house, work me the house

You pay ten dollars get in the ball
Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house
'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball
Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house
'Cause you pay ten dollars get in the ball
The house, the house, work me the house
'Cause you pay ten dollars to in the ball
Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house
'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball you mock?
The house, the house, the house, the house
[Contender:]
Work me God damn it [x2]

[Verse 3:]
Back at it 'gain
My only bad habit (s), my addiction to win
She only mad at it, did it better than her friends
You better have Cheddar to attend
Wang gown with leather on the trim
Get together with the slim
Mermaid who came on the swim
Wave to the gents
Do my dips and the spin
Turn tricks for the fucking ends?
You turned dick for the fucking gem?
You a bum bitch to the end
Come again, come again?
You running with the wrong sip, rum to the gin?
Bambi work it out like felons in a gym
Hey fella, f-fella I'm better than a ten
Eleven in the denim
About twelve in her skin
Young mademoiselle, the devil wears Prada
I'm giving them hell, you bitches getting nada

Azealia Banks (born May 31, 1991) is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. Raised in Harlem, New York, Banks pursued an interest in musical theatre at a young age, later studying at the LaGuardia High School of Performing Arts, before dropping out to focus on her musical career. In late 2008, she adopted the pseudonym, "Miss Bank$", and began releasing music through MySpace, eventually being signed to XL Recordings at age 17.
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