Azealia Banks - Succubi lyrics

You are now listening to AraabMUZIK Since Fantasea quenching your thirst They want the mermaid b**h to water they verse These b**hes is bad, but AB is worse These b**hes is sad, but lately it works I'm crazy with math, add me a purse Plus you a hearse, minus that church You dead on the first, divide from the jerks Supply 'em with work Fishscale, seaweed get ‘em higher than church Taste me, saliva to squirt, hot lava Erupt and a burst Ain’t no b**h been better been birthed The Luxury Witch, Galliano the skirt From today I reign, tomorrow is hers Pardon my curve, these basic n***as rattle my nerve Why battle a bird? a Harlem girl flip ‘em Bag 'em and sell These n***as snitches, tattle and tell Watch where you dwell, these n***as b**hes Hair braided with gel, the p**y I smell Why these n***as push me? I get spooky as hell You local f**er, I’m kooky with spells These n***as s**as, be groupies as hell Comment my hair, comment my nails This n***a’s a girl, you want diamonds and pearls? Designer clothes, attention and stares? You’re a man though, why would you care? (Boy) You’re not a fan though, cool off my air My man ho, come jones on this dil*o, while I pull on your hair Yea, look at this queer His booty prepared, your uzi is where? Liar liar, never f**in fire fire Here’s a reminder, Hymen Tru Life, stole all your chains? (Yes) Max B, wrote all your flames? (Yes) Montana, rode on your wave? (Bet) k**a, called you a lame It takes a Harlem b**h to execute a Harlem b**h You pop sh**, I pop sh**, no problem b**h