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Azealia Banks Harlem Shake (Freestyle) Lyrics

Last updated: 02/15/2013 06:22:07 AM

Back to the base, coco candy, fellows wanna taste
All these niggas wanna fiend and shake
You got a fiend for the cake
You’ve been pulling up the paint, tell me what it taste
Do you wanna be with a babe,
Keep away, running away
Keep away, running away

Hey, keep calling my name while you’re holding my frame
You know what I’m saying
Nigga do this right flame
Ciddy bang, bang,
With this pretty young thang
And the villains ain’t game,
Spilling champagne, got the ticket I’m game
Looking wish for I’m 55, balling
She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You take it up, up, then you shoot me down like,
As if my hips, left to the right, hey, for shake …in the light
You can see through light
Chocolate deluxe, taste yummy on the tongue
Got you hung on the hunt
Got you hobby in the front, what about the bucks
It was never bout the lust
The s and the o’s, the exes and hoes
I ex of them ghost, no escape through the goal
You shake when the pressure’s exposed
I’ma, I’ma make it and know,
I’ma take it and glow
I’m from harlem, what’s a 8 to a o
What’s shake to a pole
What’s big for the boa

Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin
Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shake’s the favorite, so now they want it
Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin
Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shake’s the favorite, so now they want it

She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,

Clap to it, I’m back to it, to one to it
It’s that knew it, that bad view, that have you
Your eyes glued, on my view, better behave
Better maintain, or you’re in my square,
Licking my sway
Just look at my kick, good look on my chic
To the 5 top greed,
Little my I’m me, everytime I sleep
Everytime I eat, I be on my taste
I be on my grace, I be on my cake
Just give me my space, let me sip my shake
Choco latte

She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,

Whether it’s a train, or a list
A bad bitch be fast flippin the cash quick
Now ain’t this, so harlem you got ends
I pops end, if pop trippin you pop spend.





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