Song | Aquababe |
Artist | Azealia Banks |
Album | Fantasea |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
These public pool, ******es | |
Ain’t really mermaids | |
Private beach | |
Malibu, ******! | |
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 to picture | |
It’s a fantasea | |
You another | |
Picture licker | |
Off that tank of red | |
Okay, celebrate, let’s celebrate | |
That aquababe, sashé | |
Boulevard, | |
Runway ******es, witness ******es | |
They’ve been afraid | |
These ******’s ******es be ******es | |
They smelling the fish’s 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 | |
****** what you say? | |
I’m looking like, | |
I look like | |
******s 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 | |
What that connate? | |
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 ******s is s****** | |
My ******es is stank | |
All these chickens | |
Out for dollars | |
All they get is the franks | |
The linens is blank | |
The mendle is paint | |
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 *******t in motion | |
******es is sick | |
These ******es be opposing | |
******es see me | |
Yes, these ******es 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) (******, surfin’ homies) (Swimming in all these people) (******, 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, sweat it | |
All linens, fabrics | |
I’m diving backwards | |
And livin’ ravish | |
Aqua fancy | |
She get the fly *******t | |
Then dip it back in | |
Ha, ha |
These public pool, es | |
Ain' t really mermaids | |
Private beach | |
Malibu, ! | |
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 to picture | |
It' s a fantasea | |
You another | |
Picture licker | |
Off that tank of red | |
Okay, celebrate, let' s celebrate | |
That aquababe, sashe | |
Boulevard, | |
Runway es, witness es | |
They' ve been afraid | |
These ' s es be es | |
They smelling the fish' s eggs | |
She sell it bigger and bigger | |
Difference gave it all away | |
Seashells on my two tatas | |
See she got it up on display | |
Hooray! Verse 2 | |
We knockin' | |
Got it poppin' like a parade | |
Your opinion is just a option | |
what you say? | |
I' m looking like, | |
I look like | |
s 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 | |
What that connate? | |
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 s is s | |
My es is stank | |
All these chickens | |
Out for dollars | |
All they get is the franks | |
The linens is blank | |
The mendle is paint | |
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 t in motion | |
es is sick | |
These es be opposing | |
es see me | |
Yes, these es 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 , surfin' homies Swimming in all these people , surfin' homies Verse 4 | |
The chitterchatter | |
Don' t really matter | |
You silly rabbit | |
That could get' cha | |
Gget' cha get' cha | |
Your carrot, sweat it | |
All linens, fabrics | |
I' m diving backwards | |
And livin' ravish | |
Aqua fancy | |
She get the fly t | |
Then dip it back in | |
Ha, ha |
These public pool, es | |
Ain' t really mermaids | |
Private beach | |
Malibu, ! | |
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 to picture | |
It' s a fantasea | |
You another | |
Picture licker | |
Off that tank of red | |
Okay, celebrate, let' s celebrate | |
That aquababe, sashé | |
Boulevard, | |
Runway es, witness es | |
They' ve been afraid | |
These ' s es be es | |
They smelling the fish' s eggs | |
She sell it bigger and bigger | |
Difference gave it all away | |
Seashells on my two tatas | |
See she got it up on display | |
Hooray! Verse 2 | |
We knockin' | |
Got it poppin' like a parade | |
Your opinion is just a option | |
what you say? | |
I' m looking like, | |
I look like | |
s 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 | |
What that connate? | |
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 s is s | |
My es is stank | |
All these chickens | |
Out for dollars | |
All they get is the franks | |
The linens is blank | |
The mendle is paint | |
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 t in motion | |
es is sick | |
These es be opposing | |
es see me | |
Yes, these es 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 , surfin' homies Swimming in all these people , surfin' homies Verse 4 | |
The chitterchatter | |
Don' t really matter | |
You silly rabbit | |
That could get' cha | |
Gget' cha get' cha | |
Your carrot, sweat it | |
All linens, fabrics | |
I' m diving backwards | |
And livin' ravish | |
Aqua fancy | |
She get the fly t | |
Then dip it back in | |
Ha, ha |