Azealia Banks

Wallace
Hot lava, hot lavaHot high Lady Lucid, the cityWhat, what up? Rottweiler?I might take ya to it, get readyFriar flyer, I’m the Nostra-dymeAnd I say, say I says how do ya?I cloud all day and night, outta sightI’m miss “so-high” so I wore some eye wears and tie-dyeAlright, young blood, nice to know yaShould give my name, if I think ya knew it alreadyWhat a brave design, what a timeAy, Monsieur I’m so live and so world-wideIf that's what you know, Wallace, I say yoCome and talk to me, beam me upWhen I reach that one, do you wild out?I suppose I been hot in Europe, yepTel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, ToykoDawn is Dusk to me, believe me yupWhen I beat that drum boy, goWallace, I say yoCome and talk to me, beam me upHe said it's just me MISS BANK$A.K.A. NestléLetras de cancionesA.K.A. Best He, ever had sexHe ever got licked, but he never got swallowedBitch you know that nigga in the Sugar-Pop lottoHe was on her Twitter, but he never got followedI’m a chin-up with that win I get the yen and pop bottlesAnd umm.. official with the hitter-hop, y'all knowOcie-beachie bathing with that, that top modelAnd umm.. he already know what it doesI got hair for ya nigga, keep it deep in the fuzzI chat-cheek-cheeky chickle, sip a giggly-grapeYes I jiggle when I wiggle-shake it, shook up the baitBest to get her mister, for ya best one doThe jet-setter with the pleasure and the wet pum-poomThe Black-Cherry on her tickle when her breast undoYa lick the left on ya gotta lick the right one too, nigga!Yeah, I'm stylin, a starlet, a scene...Carve a diamond tiara, pour tea...One time for Señora Cherry, Cherry!Yeah, I'm lilac and laurel a teaseYou’re a giant, I saw all your teethRottweiler, let’s barter let’s seeBow-Wow yippee-yo yippee-yayPoochie, you big dog? Then bite for a taste!Kitty in many cities, you licking for a lay?Claiming the big ticket then pay what you say!Benji’s and Euro-izzy, The Yin for the YangTouring the world Crazy Make Rottweiler grayBottles of Gold frizzy, she’s frosty and chasteDead doggy-dog belongs in the GraveIf that's what you know, Wallace, I say yoCome and talk to me, beam me upWhen I reach that one, do you wild out?I suppose I been hot in Europe, yepTel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, ToykoDawn is Dusk to me, believe me yupWhen I beat that drum boy, goWallace, I say yoCome and talk to me, beam me upHot lava, hot lavaHot high lady Lucy, the cityRottweiler, rottweilerI might take it to you get readyHot lava, hot lavaHot high lady Lucy, the cityRottweilerRottweiler From Letras Mania