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  • 1991!
  • Исполнитель (артист): Azealia Banks
  • Длительность 11:41
  • Формат: mp3
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    [Verse 1]
    Oh, là là là
    Flirting with a cool French dude named Antoine
    Wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant
    Ce soir with your bitch, café au lait
    Voulez-vous nigga mad Francois
    Who are you nigga, hahaha
    Miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie
    Young noobie, young coochy tight
    Young juicy, young Uzi-mic
    Rata-tat-tat-tat
    Nick-nack pitty-pat-pat-pat
    Silly cat, you know how that scratch
    How you do that, do that, do do that that that
    1991 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, you buy, that’s my version
    Mommy tie these rhymes it’s my verses
    Oh me, oh my
    Illuminati princess
    Pyramid, one eye, on my assets
    Here it is, off top, peep my progress
    Here it is, off top, peep my progress
    Peep my progress, here it is off top
    He took her to the Louvre in Paris
    You want a chance with a youngin
    You wanna ruin the weave
    I get the grams and the hundreds
    And the shoe with the bleed
    And fit the grams and the hundreds
    Send the Lou to the V
    High class, no school, the tuition is free
    Lil Bam(bi) no fool
    And tuition 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 and
    Developing the heat that’s sick
    Elite rap bitch
    I gotta send that beat back quick
    Tip-tipping on these niggas, suck a d-dick
    Cause you gonna be a bitch nigga
    I'mma be that bitch, what
    Just believe that shit
    You gonna be a bitch nigga
    I'mma be that bitch
    Believe that shit
    Believe that shit
    Nigga ima be that bitch

    [Verse 2]
    Come around, come around
    Let the litte Bambi run it down, run it down
    With a sip of Bailey's
    Sip of champy on the alls
    Nineteen number naughty baby
    Press it on your dial
    Sex kitten honeys
    No cougars in the house
    I'mma 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
    Baby I ride with my mic in my bra
    Baby 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 it never sleep to the hundreds
    Coco with the cream in abundance
    Million dollar baby you can get it if you want it, what

    [Refrain x2]
    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 want
    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 none
    Let me know what a man man man man want
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