Azealia Banks - 1991 Lyrics
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1991
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What Are The Lyrics For 1991 By Azealia Banks?
Oh, là là là, flirting with a cool french dude named Antoine
Wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant Ce soir with your b****, café au lait? Voulez-vous n**** mad Francois Who are you n****, ha ha ha Miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie Young noobie, young coochy tight Young juicy, young Uzi-mic Rata-tat-tat-tat nick-nack pitty-pat-pat-pat Silly cat, you know how that scratch? How you do that, do that, do do that that that? Nineteen ninety-one my time has come Oh, nah nah Ma, your time is done Primadonna mama, like a virgin Private jets, my flights, no fly Virgin I sell you, you buy, that's my version Mommy tie these rhymes it's my verses Oh me, Oh my, you will not persist Pyramid, one eye, all my assets Here it is, off top, peep my progress Here it is, off top, peep my progress Peep my progress, here it is off top He took her to the Louvre in Paris You want a chance with a youngin', wanna ruin the weave You wanna, wanna ? the breeze ? And get the grams and a ? and the shoe with the "blead?" And fit the grams in a ?, send the Lou to the V High class, no school, the tuition is free Lil Bambi no fool and tuition is G Gimme the gem or the jewels, I'll commission a fee I make hits, motherf***er, let we do it for free, ha! Young tenner from the N-Y-C, no contending ? , young kill-em-in-the-denims, young venom on the M-I-C Young villan ? Elite rap b****, I gotta send that beat back quick Tip-tippin on these n****s, suck a T-I dick 'Cause you gonna be a b**** n****, I'ma be that b****, what Just believe that s***, you gonna be a b**** n****, I'ma be that b**** Believe that s***, believe that s***, n**** I'ma be that b**** (what) Come around, come around Let the little Bambi run it down, run it down With a sip of Bailey's, sip of champy on the ? ? Sex kitten honeys, no cougars in the house I'ma hush the rumors in a ? Came in the game with a beat and a bounce Never for the fame, my feet on the ground Cloud number C, headed to the stars Baby I ride with my mic and my bra Baby I recite in the raw the appetite for life and the hunger for the more The island of Manhattan, I was born in New York, city never slumbers I would always dream it never sleep to the hundreds Coco with the cream and abundance Million dollar baby you can get it if you want it, what? N-Y rose me, most high chose me Let me know what I can can can can do for you If you don't speak, boy you know you won't ? Let me know what a man man man man want N-Y rose me, most high chose me Let me know what I can can can can do for you If you don't speak, boy you know you won't ? Let me know what a man man man man want |
Who Wrote 1991 By Azealia Banks?
Travis Stewart, Azealia Banks, Kevin James
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What's The Duration Of The 1991 By Azealia Banks?The duration of 1991 is 3:36 minutes and seconds. |
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