Azealia Banks, Lola Monroe - Dark Red Lipstick lyrics

Move back, I'm on ya, new black Madonna
You lack persona, you stacks up on a
Only do zeros when it's plus commas
Comma, comma, comma
The queen in this bitch
All my diamonds royal blue
Taylor Gang, only team I'm loyal to
Tell 'em bring the bottles out
Bring the red bottoms out
Pointin' at the map
I just pick a island out
Best believe I'm outchea
Broke bitches hidin' now
No, really, I'm what ya
Niggas fighting 'bout
Versace for the duffel, pardon if I'm a fool
But I'm a bad bitch, diamond-covered muzzle
And all you hating bitches
Always gonna struggle
I just do the Loubie stunt
And cop a couple doubles
Motherfuck a bitch hatin'
I'm getting too much money
When it gets cold
I take my bitches where it's sunny, ah

Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger side
Let my best friend drive
We on one, 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one, 'bout to get right

These bitches don't know
Got the Liz and escrow
They need to let it go
Stop feelin' so special
Y'all bitches sophomores
I mastered the whole course
That whip is chauffeured
I'm flippin' out both doors
Dark skin slim bad bitch who so cute
Petite witch, some sweetness, some raunch too
My thesis, no pitos, yo, Monroe
You peep this
Bitches lookin' for loopholes and weakness
Kill 'em on the constant
This the shit they ain't seen yet
Young, behind my mama, order brunch
With' the ski jet
Notice I'm a problem
Bitches, they can't breathe yet
Trendsetter mama, sweat me much, my weave wet

Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger side
Let my best friend drive
We on one, 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one, 'bout to get right

I'm like "eenie meenie minee mo"
Which one of y'all wanna get my bow?
Better hit that pole then hit that floor
My shit so potent, gotta hit that slow
You do that, I'll get that dough
I'll get king then check that ho
All these bitches scared
You could tell 'em that I said so
Beggin' for a yes
You could tell 'em that I said no
Saint Laurent on her lips
Gold Rollie on her wrist
That ass thick enough for the
Whole wide world to kiss
Fuck tulips
I just put your two lips on my two lips
Let me show you how to do this
Motherfuck a bitch hatin'
I'm gettin' too much money
When it get cold
I take my bitches where it's sunny, uh

Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger side
Let my best friend drive
We on one, 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one, 'bout to get right
Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger side
Let my best friend drive
We on one, 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one, 'bout to get right

We one on, bout to get right
We one on, bout to get right
We one on, bout to get right
We one on, bout to get right