Azealia Banks - Wallace lyrics

Hot lava, hot lava Hot high Lady Lucid, the city What, what up? Rottweiler? I might take ya to it, get ready Friar flyer, I'm the Nostra-dyme and I say, say I says how do ya? I cloud all day and night, outta sight I'm miss "so-high" so I wore some eye wears and tie-dye Alright, young blood, nice to know ya Should I give my name, if I think ya knew it already What a brave design, what a time Ay, Monsieur I'm so live and so world-wide If that's what ya know Wallace I say yo Come and talk to me beam me up When I reach that one do ya wild out, I suppose I been hot in Europe yep Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul London, Toyko Dawn is Dusk to me believe it yep When I beat that drum boy, go Wallace, I say yo come and talk to me Beam me up He said it's just me Miss banks, a.k.a. Nestlé A.k.a. best he, ever had s** he Ever got licked, but he never got swallowed b**h you know that n***a in the sugar-pop lotto! He was on her Twitter, but he never got followed I'ma chin-up with that win, I get the yen and pop bottles! And um Official with the hitter-hop, y'all know Ocie-beachie bathing with that, that top model and um He already know what it does I got hair for ya n***a, keep it deep in the fuzz! I chat-cheek-cheeky chickle, sip a giggly-grape Yes I jiggle when I wiggle-shake it, shook up the bait Best to get her mister, for ya best one do The jet-setter with the pleasure and the wet pum-poom The Black-Cherry on her tickle when her breast undo Ya lick the left one ya gotta lick the right one too, n***a! Yeah, I'm styling a starlet a scene Carve a diamond tiara, pour tea One time for señora cherry, oh yeah Yeah, I'm lilac and laurel a tease You're a giant, I saw all your teeth Rottweiler, let's barter let's see Bow-Wow yippee-yo yippee-yay Poochie, you big dog, then bite for a taste! Kitty in many cities, you licking for a lay Claiming the big ticket then pay what you say! Benji's and Euro-izzy, The Yin for the Yang Touring the world Crazy Make Rottweiler gray Bottles of Gold frizzy, she's frosty and chaste Dead doggy-dog belongs in the Grave If that's what ya know Wallace I say yo Come and talk to me beam me up When I reach that one do ya wild out, I suppose I been hot in Europe yep Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Toyko Dawn is dusk to me believe it yep When I beat that drum boy, go Wallace, I say yo come and talk to me Beam me up Hot lava, hot lava Hot high lady Lucid, the city Rottweiler, rottweiler I might take it to you get ready Hot lava, hot lava Hot high lady Lucid, the city Rottweiler, rottweiler