Azealia Banks - Wallace lyrics

[Azealia Banks - Wallace lyrics]

Hot lava, hot lava
Hot high Lady Lucid, the city
What, what up? Rottweiler?
I might take ya to it, get ready

Friar flyer, I’m the Nostra-dyme and I say
Say I says how do ya?
I cloud all day and night, outta sight
I’m miss "so-high" so I wore
Some eye wears and tie-dye
Alright, young blood, nice to know ya
Should I give my name
If I think ya knew it already?
What a brave design, what a time
Ay, Monsieur I’m so live
And so world-wide-wide

If that's what ya know
Wallace I say "Yo, come and talk to me
Beam me up!"
When I beat that drum do you, wild out
I suppose i been hot in Europe, yep
Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Tokyo
Dawn is dusk to me, believe it, yep
When I beat that drum boy go
Wallace, I say "Yo, come and talk to me
Beam me up!"

He said it's just me Miss Bank$ aka Nestlé
Aka best he, ever had sex he
Ever got licked, but he never got swallowed
Bitch, you know that nigga
In the sugar-pop lotto
He was on her Twitter
But he never got followed
Imma chin-up with that win
I get the Yen and pop bottles
And um, official with the hitter-hop
Y'all know ocie-beachie bathing with that
That top model and um
He already know what it does
I got hair for ya nigga
Keep it deep in the fuzz
I chat-cheek-cheeky chickle
Sip a giggly-grape
Yes, I jiggle when I wiggle-shake it
Shook up the bait
Best to get her mister, for ya best one do
The jet-setter with the pleasure
And the wet pum-poom
The Black-Cherry on her tickle
When her breast undo
Ya lick the left one ya gotta
Lick the right one too, nigga

Yeah, I'm styling a starlet a scene
Carve a diamond tiara, pour tea
One time for senora cherry, oh yeah
Yeah, I'm lilac and laurel a tease
You’re a giant, I saw all your teeth
Rottweiler, let’s barter, let’s
See, let's see, oh yeah

Bow Wow yippee yo yippee yay
Poochie, 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 Yang
Touring the world, crazy make rottweiler gray
Bottles of Gold frizzy
She’s frosty and chaste
Dead doggy dog belongs in the grave

If that's what ya know
Wallace I say "Yo, come and talk to me
Beam me up!"
When I beat that drum do you, wild out
I suppose i been hot in Europe, yep
Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Tokyo
Dawn is dusk to me, believe it, yep
When I beat that drum boy go
Wallace, I say "Yo, come and talk to me
Beam me up!" if that's what ya know
Wallace I say you come and talk to me
Beam me up
When I reach that one do you, wild out
I suppose i been hot in Europe, yep
Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Tokyo
Dawn is Dusk to me, believe it, yep
When I beat that drum boy go
Wallace, I say you come and talk to me
Beam me up

Hot lava, hot lava
Hot high lady Lucid, the city
Rottweiler, rottweiler
I might take it to you get ready
Hot lava, hot lava
Hot high lady Lucid, the city
Rottweiler, rottweiler

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