212

Lyrics

Hey, I can be the answer
 I'm ready to dance when the vamp up
 And when I hit that dip, get your camera
 You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper
 And that I am that young sis, the beacon
 The bitch who wants to compete and
 I can freak a 'fit that pump with the peep, and
 You know what your bitch'll become when her weave in
 I just wanna sip that punch wit' your peeps and
 Sit in that lunch if you're treatin'
 Kick it wit' your bitch who come from Parisian
 She know where I get mine from and the season
 Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
 And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
 I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
 I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
 I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
 I guess that cunt gettin' eaten
 I guess that cunt
 I was in the 212, on the uptown A, nigga
 You know what's up or don't you?
 Word to who made ya, I'm a rude bitch, nigga
 What are you made up of?
 I'ma eat your food up, boo
 I could bust your eight, I'ma do one too
 Fuck ya gon' do when ya do make bucks?
 I'm a look-bright nigga, bet you do want to fuck
 Fuck him like you do want to cum
 Ya gay to get discovered in my 2-1 deuce
 Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou, caught the warm goo
 In your doo-rag too, son?
 Nigga, you're a kool-aid dude, plus your bitch might lick it
 Wonder who let you come to 1-2
 Wit' your doo-doo crew, son
 Fuck are you into, huh?
 Niggas better ooh, run-run
 You could get shot, homie, if you do want to, put your guns up
 Tell your crew don't front, I'm a hoodlum nigga
 You know you were too once
 Bitch, I'm 'bout to blew up too
 I'm the one today, I'm the new shit, boo, Yung Rapunxel
 Who are you bitch, new lunch?
 I'ma ruin you, cunt
 I'ma ruin you, cunt
 I'ma ruin you, cunt
 I'ma ruin you, cunt
 Ayo (ayo)
 I heard you ridin' with the same tall, tall tale
 Tellin' 'em you made some
 Saying you grindin' but ya ain't goin' nowhere
 Why procrastinate, girl?
 You got a lot, but you just waste all yours, and
 They'll forget your name soon, name soon
 And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah
 What you gon' do when I appear?
 W-When-when I premiere?
 Bitch, the end of your lives are near
 This shit been mine, mine
 What you gon' do when I appear?
 W-When-when I premiere?
 Bitch, the end of your lives are near
 This shit been mine, mine
 Bitch, I'm in the 212
 With the fifth-cocked nigga, it's the 2-1 zoo
 Fuck ya gon do when ya goon sprayed up?
 Bet his bitch won't get 'em, betcha you won't do much
 See, even if you do want to bust
 Your bitch'll get you cut and touch your crew up too, Pop
 You playin' wit' your butter like your boo won't true
 Cock the gun too, where you do eat poom, hun?
 I'm fuckin' wit' ya cutie-q
 What's your dick like, homie? What are you into?
 What's the run, dude? Where do you wake up?
 Tell your bitch keep hatin', I'm the new 1-2, huh?
 See, I remember you when you were
 The young new face, but you do like to slumber, don't you?
 Now your boo up too, hun
 I'ma ruin you, cunt
 What you gon' do when I appear?
 W-When-when I premiere?
 Bitch, the end of your lives are near
 This shit been mine, mine
 What you gon' do when I appear?
 W-When-when I premiere?
 Bitch, the end of your lives are near
 This shit been mine, mine
 This shit been mine, mine
 This shit been mine, mine
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
11
Tempo
126 BPM

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