Azealia Banks, Mason - Exquisite lyrics

The first day he met me
Carnival with the ostrich headpiece
Said he wanna kick it like Messi
'Cause, I got the right stuff like Pepsi
I make it pop like a tune on a top forty
Make it hot in a room, we all naughty
Gettin’ top from a goon, lil’ thug shorty
Comin' like a typhoon, he all on me

So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, so exquisite, so exquisite

Infinite bliss when I tempt with a kiss
Got him ditching his miss
Now we benchin' the bitch
In the Benz I’mma sit with the windows tint
All color chips like the money gotta rinse
When they blowin’ on the tips
Foreign linguistics, had to flip the switch
Quick change to pitch



So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, so exquisite, so exquisite

You gotta love me, love me, love me down
You got to love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
If you love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
You got to love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
If you love me, love me, love me

You gotta show me, show me show me how
You gotta show me how you work that style
I been watchin' you for a while
And itʻs time to bring that body here
Boy you way too far, come near me
Have no worries, please, donʻt fear me
All night long we party, sip Dom P
Be plenty comfy by all means
So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, lovely lady
So exquisite, so exquisite, so exquisite

You gotta love me, love me, love me down
You got to love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
If you love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
You got to love me, love me, love me
You gotta love me, love me, love me down
If you love me, love me, love me