Van Vogue Azealia Banks

[Verse 1]
Bang, pop, pop, Miss Thing go pow
Dolce crop top, my play clothes now
Those Céline wedges are way downtown
Best dressed up, better, you best dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji gets out
All females fledge to bambi style
Light my wrist up, like zing-BLAOW
Vamp me up, turn her down
Amp me up, sugar, it's like mm-ow
Got the good-good, the yum-yum, wow
Oh, it's so supple—the ass so round
Trust, there's no trouble, it can go down
Bust your bitch bubble, where's my crown?
Banks, flame hot, Rapunxel style
Bang, pop, pop, Miss Thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, Miss Thing go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch know now
It's the one, miss, the kunt is out
Flip the scripts, stole your bitch whole style
She did that first, but your bitch so now
Bang, pop, pop, Miss Thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, Miss Thing go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch know now
If she ain't know, the bitch know now