Azealia Banks - Fierce lyrics

Bambi, belle of the ball Banjee, better than them all Never been a flaw Pretty kitty manicure the claws, silly Never been a draw When I purr bet he wanna paw Cause a stir when she on the floor Giving it her all Champagne always on the pour Some happy, others can applaud Bum b**hes aggy, but of course Mermaid coming on the shore Take the prince crown and the coin Shut it down then a b**h is gone 'Nother round of Dom Pérignon Downtown vampin' to the song Tiara on my head when it's worn Style get the critics in amor Physically shawty is the bomb Whether blue weave or the blonde Harlem or Milan Banks break the bank and the bonds [Franklin Fuentes spoken word section] I used to think I was fierce 'cause I was in all the houses I won trophies I used to munch trade for dollars too But see I'm fiercer now 'cause I got a job, I got an education And I got somebody waiting at home for me god damn it Now one queen asked me the other day was it She told me, "Miss Thing, you think you're fierce? I said, "of course" She said all queens think they're fierce I said: Miss Thing, all queens and me! (Banks) Bon appetit, I'm a feast for the eyes The reason why I'm, in luxury designs So chic, so ahead of time Kunt queen, princess of the prize Witness the baddest b**h alive I'm reporting from the belly of the night Gorgeous: plus the world is mine A girl with a twirl and a rhyme Diamonds and a pearl on the shine Welcome to her house in the sky The house, the house, work me the house You pay ten dollars get in the ball Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 'cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 'cause you pay ten dollars get in the ball The house, the house, work me the house 'cause you pay ten dollars to in the ball Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 'cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball you mock? The house, the house, the house, the house (Contender) Work me god damn it x2 Back at it 'gain My only bad habit(s), my addiction to win She only mad at it, did it better than her friends You better have Cheddar to attend Wang gown with leather on the trim Get together with the slim Mermaid who came on the swim Wave to the gents Do my dips and the spin Turn tricks for the f**ing ends? You turned dick for the f**ing gem? You a bum b**h to the end Come again, come again? You running with the wrong sip, rum to the gin? Bambi work it out like felons in a gym Hey fella, f-fella I'm better than a ten Eleven in the denim About twelve in her skin Young mademoiselle, the devil wears Prada I'm giving them hell, you b**hes getting nada