Liquorice - Azealia Banks
Lyrics by：Azealia Banks
Composed by：Azealia Banks
Look n***as really wanna beat they chest for B-A-N-K-S
These n***as be gorillas for the pin-k flesh
These n***as be vanilla the chips be legitimate
They just want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with 'em
So since you vanilla men spend
Can my hot fudge b***hes get with your vanilla friends
Hey I'm the liquorice b***h
You know I'm looking for these n***as if these n***as is rich
I make hits motherf**ker
Do you jiggle your dick when your b***h
Pop singing on the liquorice hit ya know
Can I catch your eye Sir
Can I be what you like yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type yeah
I could set you right whoa
How are you tonight Sir
I'm living my life oh
Hope you feel alright yeah
Hey I'm the Liquorice b***h
You know I'm looking for these n***as if these n***as is rich
You got creme for your colors and a blue eye too
Hi I wanna get the number to your 212 line
Maybe we could slumber we could woo woo woo wine
I don't do yay but if you want to fine
Your fantasy could get that pitch black
'Cause it's gon' erupt if ya slip in betwixt that black snatch
Ya like blizzak or black-cat ema-nem-manating
Where ya mizzat-mustache at
Huh I bet ya been extra gassed
Bet you really wanna touch up on the molasses a*s
Bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat today
'Cause her kizzat sh-shaved
You wanna cuddle with ya b***h after eh
But I gotta dip I gotta get at the cake
Lotta scrillac to make and the dick don't f**k
Up any scrillac for Banks
No issues picking money over ha ha ya beige in her
She just wanna see the best
In Greece with some gentlemen and
Check these beats in the sun
He just wanna see the wet-wet weave
When I'm swimming in the West Indies
Then I sit up and catch these breeze
Sip a little bit of Rum and Ting n***a
These b***hes know that I be on that black girl s**t
That black girl pin-up with that black girl dip
Put that black girl spin up on ya whack girl tip
Ain't official till it been up in that black girl kit
Pick out ya mans and attack real quick
I'ma hit him with that venom and that rap girl hip
I slip out the denims know
That black girl fit get that
Remy in a did and hit that black girl switch
B***hes better tan for the Summer and for the haters
Quit that chit chat and get ya paper
Quote the cinnamon
The cherry-melange b***h verbatim
When I speak about your face in the clam with the flavors
You get that
And stimulate her
Take a lick up on my genital then sit to savor
Do ya man's and his licorice interest a favor
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type yeah
I could set you right whoa
How are you tonight Sir
I'm living my life oh
Hope you feel alright yeah
