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Azealia Banks - 1991

1991
Azealia Banks
03:31
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Excusez-moi, est-ce que vous savez où est un bon restaurant par ici?

Oh, là-là-là,
Flirtin' with a cool French dude named Antoine,
Wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant,
Ce soir with the bitch, café au lait.
Voulez-vous, nigga, mad Francois,
Who are you nigga? Ha, ha, ha,
Miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie,
Young Nubi, young coochy tight,
Young juicy, young Uzi-might,
Rata-tat-tat-tat,
Nick-nack, pitty-pat-pat-pat.
Silly cat, you don't have that scratch?
How you do that, do that, do that, that, that?
1-9-9-1, my time has come,
Oh, nah nah, ma,
Your time is done.
Primadonna mama, like a virgin,
Private jets, my flights, no fly Virgin;
I sell, you buy, that's my version,
Mommy tie these rhymes, it's my verses.
Oh me, oh my,
You will not persist,
Pyramid, one eye on my assets,
Here it is, multi, peep my progress,
Peep my progress, here it is multi, peep my progress,
Peep my progress, here it is multi.

He took her to the Louvre in Paris,
He want a chance with a youngin,
Wanna ruin her weave,
He wanna... wanna Juniper Breeze.
I get the grands and the hundreds,
And the shoe with the bleed,
I fit the grands and the hundreds
In the Lou to the V,
High class, no school, the tuition is free,
Lil' Bam, no fool,
Intuition is G,
Gimme the gem or the jewels,
I'll commission a fee.
I make hits, motherfucker,
Never do it for free, ha!
Young tender from the NYC,
No contender none in my league;
Young kill-em-in-the-denims,
Young venom on the m-i-c,
Young villain been developin' the heat that stick,
Elite rap bitch,
I cut and send that beat back quick,
Tip-tip and all his niggas, suck a d-i-ck,
‘Cause you gonna be a bitch nigga,
I'ma be that bitch, what,
Just believe that shit,
You gonna be a bitch nigga,
I'ma be that bitch,
Believe that shit,
Believe that shit,
Nigga, I'ma be that bitch.

Come around, come around,
Let the Little Bambi run it down, run it down,
Went from sippin' Baileys,
Sippin' champys on the isles;
Nineteen number naughty baby,
Press it on your dial,
Sex kitten honeys,
No cougars in the house,
I'ma hush the rumors and the doubt,
Came in the game with a beat and a bounce,
Never for the fame, my feet on the ground,
Cloud number nine, headed to the stars,
Maybe I ride with my mic in my bra,
Maybe I recite in the raw the appetite for life and the hunger for the more,
The island of Manhattan,
I was Born in New York, city never slumbers,
I would always dream but never sleep to the hundreds,
Cocoa want the cream in abundance,
Million dollar baby, you can get it if you want it.

NY rose me, Most High chose me,
Let me know what I can, can, can, can do for you.
If you don't speak, boy, you know, you won't see none,
Let me know what a man, man, man, man, man you are. [x2]

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