Artist/Band:
Azealia Banks
Lyrics for Song: Jumanji
Lyrics for Album: Fantasea [2012]
[Intro]
This is that jamma jamma
Go-anthem-banana-getter,
You got a question, I'll answer
For llama-mama I'm better,
But better p-put ya bets up
Trendsetter said get her cheddar,
Chinchillas feathers and leathers
Ab ab the two letters,
[Verse 1]
About my bread 'til dead up
I plan to blam on all hammers,
Long weave out the limo - nanananananaana,
They want my photos and pictures inside of they candid cameras,
Bloggers critics and scandals
Man-handle-savage I'll damage ya!
Real b*tch all day uptown Broadway
Real b*tch all day uptown Broadway
That cannon cannon could damn ya,
Ya aunties nana's and grandmas, they all jamming the jammer,
Come join in and put ya hands up - let's go!
[Hook]
Reefer in cabanas
All my vehicles handsome
The (Franck) Mueller's with the bezels I bought 'em to spoil the fellas
These b*tches and they banter,
F*ck is up with they grammar?
They never talking money I can't ever understand 'em
[Verse 2]
That cutie cutie bam beauty
That juicy juicy who truly
Pack tooly's, oozies in Gucci's
You fruity tootie 'n bootie
Don't make me remove ya kufi
I do it cause it's my duty
Crazy and kinda spooky?
Yo boobie step up ya coochie!
Rude b*tch all day, uptown Broadway
Rude b*tch all day, uptown Broadway
All of my b*tches bougie,
Designer vagina coochie,
These n*ggas all kinds of groupies
They flying they tryna scoop me
[Hook (x2)]
Reefer in cabanas
All my vehicles handsome
The (Franck) Mueller's with the bezels I bought 'em to spoil the fellas
These b*tches and they banter,
F*ck is up with they grammar?
They never talking money I can't ever understand 'em
Get that, split that - make him spend that
Grip that, flip that, make ya chips stack whooooooaaa
Rude b*tch all day, uptown Broadway
Rude b*tch all day, uptown Broadway
Get that, split that - make him spend that
Grip that, flip that, make ya chips stack whooooooaaa
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