
Aquababe Azealia Banks
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[Intro]
We gon' do something
That yo've never heard before!
[Verse 1]
These public pool bitches ain't really mermaids
Private beach Malibu, nigga! Weave up in the shade
How do you? Hardly figure, that you that other wave?
She party pretty, she party plenty, it's like everyday
Documentary, will film the picture, it’s a fantasea
Get another, pitcher - liquor, off that tanqueray
Okay, celebrate, let's celebrate
That aquababe, sashay, boulevard, runway
Bitches, witness bitches, they've been afraid
These nigga's bitches be bitches
They smellin' of fish and eggs!
She sell the bigger, the bigger
Difference gave it all away
Seashells on my two ta-tashies
See she got it up on display, hooray!
[Verse 2]
We knockin', got it poppin' like a parade
Your opinion is just a option, fucker what you say?
I'm looking like, I look right, niggas look-a-ways
I pop 'em, clap 'em, cock 'em, blam 'em
Let the choppa spray
The brolic Madame, the chunky, clunky 3-8
Trust me you don't want that rusty, rowdy piper, okay?
Okay, okay, huh?
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Huh? Huh? Huh?)
We gon' do something
That yo've never heard before!
[Verse 1]
These public pool bitches ain't really mermaids
Private beach Malibu, nigga! Weave up in the shade
How do you? Hardly figure, that you that other wave?
She party pretty, she party plenty, it's like everyday
Documentary, will film the picture, it’s a fantasea
Get another, pitcher - liquor, off that tanqueray
Okay, celebrate, let's celebrate
That aquababe, sashay, boulevard, runway
Bitches, witness bitches, they've been afraid
These nigga's bitches be bitches
They smellin' of fish and eggs!
She sell the bigger, the bigger
Difference gave it all away
Seashells on my two ta-tashies
See she got it up on display, hooray!
[Verse 2]
We knockin', got it poppin' like a parade
Your opinion is just a option, fucker what you say?
I'm looking like, I look right, niggas look-a-ways
I pop 'em, clap 'em, cock 'em, blam 'em
Let the choppa spray
The brolic Madame, the chunky, clunky 3-8
Trust me you don't want that rusty, rowdy piper, okay?
Okay, okay, huh?
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Huh? Huh? Huh?)
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