JFK
(专辑: Broke With Expensive Taste - 2014)
[Azealia Banks:] First lady on the
floor, move sexy in Dior As we, go on and on and on from the
dusk till the
dawn Fully vamping on the
song, it's a
ball not a
prom Have a
pour at the
bar, at the
promenade yo shorty looking gorge The
allure of a
star They applaud and in awe... The
chips in her palm, what's a
pigeon to a
swan? A
queen to a
pawn? Luxury is on looking to explore, the
Bambi on the
lawn Red carpet to the
car, in a
garment from the
gods I
drips and Bogart you're a
target from the
start Assassinate the
look murdering the
gown Fashion-Killa, the
body dipped in brown Get the
picture, nobody fit the
crown She's the
winner, (in) the
lobby with a
smile! Jet black weave bout the
length of a
mile Jet black feet while I
clever craft styles Miss I'll flip this and dip-dip twaow! Miss, I
been this, you must've missed out Dope when dressed up, ya boy strung out... His Girl is pressed, now behave, calm down Sip on old grapes and be laid lounge... Baby you look late, come peep my now Giving them good taste, the
great's don't have Mommy keep blaze, better get that cake Shimmy it on stage, I'm giving them good face... Somebody on her page, somebody is amazed... It's just another day for the
dame, just another day for the
dame [Chorus Azealia Banks:] I
am Miss Icon and I
swore, I
saw... A
shade of green on ya and I
took (I took) Time to teach ya, taught an allure, allure... A
la-dy you wasn't before.. Finer, free, high-modern and more (and more) You favor me, now how I
adore ya! Do you, dine or tea, Italian for two? A
day to be around here with you.. with you [Theophilus London:] (Hey!) Grand champ, it's the
bougie the
handsome Romance in advance, hit ya boo on her Samsung Beach bunnies, from Aruba to Cancun Ya bitch save money just to move with the
anthem So prepare my niggas, gourmet grape taste, we rare my niggas He where? He wear flair, beware my niggas You scared, you see-through, you clear my nigga You boys Scooby and Doo, I'm really groovy and frost You niggas cooped in a
hoop, I'm Cooley High in the
Porsche I
put these niggas on mute, to whom it may not concern... I
got the
bitch with the
juice, you got the
bitch with the
germ 2Pac in the
coup, westside with the
herb I
got a
flock of the
hoots, a-list of the
birds White model the
muse, Arizona the
first I
took a
trip from the
Moon, to JFK for that work [Azealia Banks:] I
am Miss Icon, I've seen you all of green, high-modern miss, I
taught I'll teach you how to allure! Dine or Tea, Italian miss, I
oughta meet ya darling, how finer free now how I
adore ya! [Chorus]