Azealia Banks - 1991 lyrics

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Azealia Banks - 1991 lyrics

Oh, la la la Flirting with a cool French dude named Antoine Wanna taste the pastry chocolate croissant Ce soir with your b**h, cafe au lait Voulez-vous n***a mad Francois Who are you n***a, hahaha 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 1991 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 Illuminati princess Pyramid, one eye, on my a**ets 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 You wanna ruin the weave He wanna... wanna Juniper Breeze I get the grams and the hundreds And the shoe with the bleed And fit the grams and the hundreds Send the Lou to the V High cla**, no school, the tuition is free Lil Bam (bi) no fool And tuition is G Gimme the gem or the j**els I'll commission a fee I make hits motherf**er Never do it for free, ha Young tender from the NYC No contender None in my league Young k**-em-in-the-denims Young venom on the M-I-C Young villain and Developing the heat that's sick Elite rap b**h I gotta send that beat back quick Tip-tipping on these n***az, s** a d-dick Cause you gonna be a b**h n***a I'm be that b**h, what Just believe that sh** You gonna be a b**h n***a I'm be that b**h Believe that sh** Believe that sh** n***a I'm a be that b**h Come around, come around Let the litte Bambi run it down, run it down With a sip of Bailey's Sip of champy on the alls Nineteen number naughty baby Press it on your dial Sex kitten honeys No cougars in the house I'm hush the rumors and the doubt Came in the game with a beat and a bounce Never for the fame, my feet on the ground Cloud number nine, headed to the stars Baby I ride with my mic in 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 in abundance Million dollar baby you can get it if you want it, what [Outro: x2] NY 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 see none Let me know what a man man man man want NY 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 see none Let me know what a man man man man want