Wallace Lyrics - Broke With Expensive Taste - Azealia Banks

Hot lava, hot lava 

Hot high Lady Lucid, the city 

What, what up? Rottweiler? 

I might take ya to it, get ready 

Friar flyer, I'm the Nostra-dyme 

And I say, say I says how do ya? 

I cloud all day and night, outta sight 

I'm miss "so-high" so I wore some eye wears and tie-dye 

Alright, young blood, nice to know ya 

Should give my name, if I think ya knew it already 

What a brave design, what a time 

Ay, Monsieur I'm so live and so world-wide 

If that's what you know, Wallace, I say yo 

Come and talk to me, beam me up 

When I reach that one, do you wild out? 

I suppose I been hot in Europe, yep 

Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London, Toyko 

Dawn is Dusk to me, believe me yup 

When I beat that drum boy, go 

Wallace, I say yo 

Come and talk to me, beam me up 

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He said it's just me MISS BANK$ 

A.K.A. Nestlé 

A.K.A. Best He, ever had sex 

He ever got licked, but he never got swallowed 

Bitch you know that nigga in the Sugar-Pop lotto 

I'm a chin-up with that win I get the yen & pop bottles 

And umm. official with the hitter-hop, y'all know 

Ocie-beachie bathing with that, that top model 

And umm. he already know what it does 

I got hair for ya nigga, keep it deep in the fuzz 

I chat-cheek-cheeky chickle, sip a giggly-grape 

Yes I jiggle when I wiggle-shake it, shook up the bait 

Best to get her mister, for ya best one do 

The jet-setter with the pleasure and the wet pum-poom 

The Black-Cherry on her tickle when her breast undo 

Ya lick the left on ya gotta lick the right one too, nigga! 

Photos 

Yeah, I'm stylin, a starlet, a scene... 

Carve a diamond tiara, pour tea... 

One time for Señora Cherry, Cherry! 

Yeah, I'm lilac and laurel a tease 

You're a giant, I saw all your teeth 

Rottweiler, let's barter let's see 

Bow-Wow yippee-yo yippee-yay 

Poochie, you big dog? Then bite for a taste! 

Kitty in many cities, you licking for a lay? 

Claiming the big ticket then pay what you say! 

Benji's and Euro-izzy, The Yin for the Yang 

Touring the world Crazy Make Rottweiler gray 

Bottles of Gold frizzy, she's frosty and chaste 

Dead doggy-dog belongs in the Grave 

Hot lava, hot lava 

Hot high lady Lucy, the city 

Rottweiler, rottweiler 

I might take it to you get ready 

Hot lava, hot lava 

Hot high lady Lucy, the city 

Rottweiler, rottweiler