Azealia Banks - Chips
[Verse 1]Champ in the buil', and what the deal?This about to be another jam on the realsYou could dance if you with it with ya gams on stiltsBut ya can't can't slip up on her dance floorShe'll steal your man if she meet him, and ya man toss chipsWent to France and Ibiza, hundred grand for the tripWhen I land, I get greeted with the Lamb[orghini] on the stripLittle Bam swiped her Visa for the glam and the fitDamn lil' diva you the champ, you the shitYou the glamour, the glitzYou a vamp, you a witchListen up my nigga you a fan, you a trickYou be amped to the spits, with ya mans in the whipAnd heard ya rich, heard ya rich nigga richHeard ya clique hit a lick and ya stick to the bricksAnd if it splits, get ya cran and ya tipsPut ya hand on ya dick, take a gander at this[Hook]Hi, ribbon up my mind, open up my eyes, realise this, and show me show, show me, one time (ay ay)Ride, a lift in your ride, the look in your eyes, I like itSo won't ya show show me, one time? (ay ay)[Verse 2]I'm everywhere you can't go, I'm everywhere you wish you couldI'm stitched-ed up in that Van Vogue, my weave long and my pussy goodI lift it up and I tip it slow, that chocolate body, that tootsie rollThat flirty Hershey, lawd' a mercy, do it to me, don't hurt me, hurt meRoly poly, float ya boatie, dick get up - it's so swolly swollySwollen swollen, he holding, he packing packAnd I'm throwing back, and I'm counting racks while lick the crackIf he acting up then he getting slapped, if I pop the truck then he getting clapped, I'll pop ya rump, and I'll split ya back[Hook]Hi, ribbon up my mind, open up my eyes, realise this, and show me show, show me, one time (ay ay)Ride, a lift in your ride, the look in your eyes, I like itSo won't ya show show me, one time? (ay ay)[Verse 3]Can I get that?Can I get that whip?Can I take that trip?Can I get that grip?Can I split that chip with my bitch pack?Where my rich cats?Where ya keep that ship, when ya hit that strip?And ya hit that sand, in the sand, get a tan on ya six packWhere my bitch pack?Where ya get them clothes?How you make that roll?How you make that dough?Sip it slow, sip it slow, sip it, sit backQuit the chit chat, 'fore I grip that 4, and I life yo[ur] soulWhen I lick that, go nigga go nigga[Hook]Hi, ribbon up my mind, open up my eyes, realise this, and show me show, show me, one time (ay ay)Ride, a lift in your ride, the look in your eyes, I like itSo won't ya show show me, one time? (ay ay)
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ATM Jam (ft. Pharrell)
Fantasea
Yung Rapunxel
Barely Legal
No Problems
Heavy metal and reflective
Count contessa
Fuck up the fun
Fierce
Esta noche
Chips
Atlantis
Aquababe
Salute
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