Lyrics:
of pity
saving those wouldn't be giddy
saint, making bribes
It's locked-up too clear, to hide
Oh dear, what you'll hear
of a falling temper
That don't get
"Desperado"
Okay, by my girl, Azealia Banks
Man, I've been waiting for Azealia Banks
Waiting for Azealia Banks
Waiting for Azealia Banks
(Desperado)
Up's
Different bras pick her titties up
She riding on this horse dick I tell the bitch giddy up
Different bras pick her titties up
She riding on this horse dick I
to it
But my life is defined by music
Came out my moms belly on the doctor's cue
To the beat of Sugarhill in Brookdale Hospital
1980 I could walk but
There were music
In the air
Giddy gardens
In their hair
Raining colors
In the streets
On the people walking
To the beat
When I walk
I don't feel
a shortage in the city,
I'll stand on the street corner
All mysterious and giddy,
When the passers by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
They will see
wow wow
Found myself a smile
Going up, up and away just to feel myself
I got her giddy yah
Shit ain't tricky nah
Dealing a flip, she flops
Got it like
Baby let me tax it
Chillin the back man
In the back bed
Countin up the backend
Giddy let me tax it
I'm a thrash it
Baby where that thrax at
I
I hear the call of a princess
A damsel in distress
I grab my shining armour
And I slap it on my chest
Mount my horse and I giddy up
Out into
look at the sky
What do I see but hangin noose tied to a tree
My partner came for me shot me down from the hangin tree
Giddy up we ride away fight for
know
Who's in control baby
Get ready
Ayama
Let's do this right
Let's do this right
Giddy up giddy up
From start to finish
Girl let's
a smoother operator
Switch it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up
Your girl from the back, like giddy up
How come I run, you like my son, I blow the whole
than growing old
There's more to living life than growing old
(Ride em down)
(Ride em on down, giddy-up and go)
Big and mean
Big Jade Green
Layin it down that was something to see yeah
Flying down a model farm road
Pedal to the metal for some giddy up go uh huh
used to)
Performance - performance is enough to know
Who can pick up the microphone and throw
Throw a rhyme that makes the crowd scream 'ho'
Yeah, yeah,
and my side like Floetry (Floetry)
She gone treat this dick like a horsey (Like a horse)
She gone ride this like a horse
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
for my pen
Growing up, inspired by the sounds on the tele
Pretty sure the same was true in momma's belly
So a garage band was my focus, then eventually
I can feel this feeling that is trickling
Maybe it is from my fears that's resurfacing
I done tried my hardest just to run from it
Giddy up, giddy up
and melt it away
Fast-forward to springtime and I will be giddy
It's such a tease when you live by
By the beach in the winter, I don't
I don't see the point
Mi si rapper jo, na-do hii shit for fun, hold up
Keep it running, keep it running
This beat is too fucking fire, bruh, shit
Let me get another verse,
(41)
Kay and Georgia Kayser (42)
Lana, Lorna, Liza (43) lining up for a few
Mick Jagger, my advisor
He was there to take a bow, too
But anyone could see
racks get so giddy
Keep the Nina on my waistline
Mauled by the lakeside
Codeine I'ma take five
Get stretched you can't take mine
You can have it your way
for the west
Heard they got a couple banks in town that ain't
been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure thats enough time for me
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