Van Vogue - Azealia Banks

Lyrics by：Azealia Banks

Composed by：Azealia Banks

Bang pop pop miss thing go pow

Dolce crop top my play clothes now

Those céline wedges are way downtown

Best dressed up better you best dressed down

Oh it's me fella the banji gets out

All females fledge to bambi style

Light my wrist up like zing-blaow

Vamp me up turn her down

Amp me up sugar it's like mm-ow

Got the good-good the yum yum wow

Oh it's so supple the a*s so round

Trust there's no trouble it can go down

Bust your b***h bubble where's my crown

Banks flame hot rapunxel style

Bang pop pop miss thing go pow

Bang pop pop miss thing go pow

If she ain't know the b***h know now

It's the one miss the kunt is out

Flip the scripts stole your b***h whole style

She did that first but your b***h so now

Bang pop pop miss thing go pow

Bang pop pop miss thing go pow

If she ain't know the b***h know now

If she ain't know the b***h know now

Boy boy don't fill yourself too much on her

Boy boy your friends will laugh at you now now now

In that you been did that you been with

That you been been that b***h

But they all forget you when they spin this s**t

Better dance with this and get your skin wet b***h

It's the champ miss little cinnamon young pip

Making plans to get your little bammer's dick

If she ain't legit you better send that witch

If the mens is rich you better spend that chip

Better quit that envy get that get that benji

B***h you know you never looking pretty princey

Pretty prissy pretty pretty prissy

B***hes on the cover look at pretty AB

Pretty AB pretty pretty AB

D**n little bam you could get it maybe

But these b***hes always fronting like they in the a-z

I'm just doing me but these b***hes can't breathe

All them hoes all them hater

All them hoochies all them players

All them rolls and escalades

All them roses all them flavors

All them hoes all them hater

All them hoochies all them players

All them rolls and escalades

All them roses all them flavors

All them hoes all them hater

All them hoochies all them players

All them rolls and escalades

All them roses all them flavors

All them hoes all them hater

All them hoochies all them players

All them rolls and escalades

All them roses all them flavors

Gonna sip that sip and hit that dip

D**n little bam you a real bad b***h

When I twist that hip and lick that lip

D**n bet ya man wish you look like this

If the men that rich stay rich that rich

Hands on the gram better get that grip

If you built like this you built like this

Dance with it dance with it

Gonna sip that sip and hit that dip

D**n little bam you a real bad b***h

When I twist that hip and lick that lip

D**n bet ya man wish you look like this

The men that rich the rich that rich

Hands on the gram better get that grip

If you built like this you built like this

Dance with it dance with it

Come on

Oh yo yo yo these bottom a*s b***hes

With these raggedy a*s shoes

I see you b***h with your pell grant refund

I see you coming out of NYU

Spitting that refund check getting fly rainbows and s**t

Tryna' come out of forever 21 stunting on me

Don't want to share none of your whole foods and s**t

I see you motherf**ker

Let me get some of that kombucha drink b***h

Let me get some I want some I want some

You stepped it up you not in McDonalds you in chipotle

F**k outta here

F**k outta here so what you know where the dumpling spot at

You still a hoodrat b***h

And you tryna' stunt on me yeah you out the hood

And yeah yeah yeah so what

You out the hood now I feel you I feel you

They got government grants and s**t

Like that that get you outta here

Equal opportunity education programs

And s**t that got you outta these streets

Now you up in there you a freshman at UNCC UNY

Whatever somewhere studying some s**t about political science

And you tryna' do your s**t on the side

And you downtown just closing

You all that you having a good time

But when I see you b***h just light me up

You know it's me light me up

When I ask you just light me up

You know me don't front now

Don't front now

Oh yeah I don't smoke blunts no more

I don't smoke no blunts no more bamboo now

You got on some white boys I feel you

And now you don't wanna light me up

When you see me come through

We don't drink henney no more

Oh nah you don't drink henney white wine

Wahahahah white wine b***h okay

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