Azealia Banks

[Verse 1]
These public pool, bitches
Ain't really mermaids
Private beach Malibu, nigga!
Weave up in the shade
How do you, follow figure?
Yeah, you that other wave
She party pretty
She party plenty
It's like everyday
I commence
You to picture
It's a fantasea
You another
Picture licker
Off that tank of red
Okay, celebrate, let's celebrate
That aquababe, sash?
Boulevard, Runway
Bitches, witness bitches
They've been afraid
These nigga's bitches be bitches
They smelling the fish's eggs
She sell it bigger and bigger
Difference gave it all away
Seashells on my two ta-tas
See she got it up on display
Hooray!
[Verse 2]
We knockin'
Got it poppin' like a parade
Your opinion is just a option
Fucker what you say?
I'm looking like, I look like
Niggas look away
Is it a problem?
Clap ?em, clock ?em, blam ?em
Every chopper spray
The ball like Madden
The trunk clunkin' everyday
I see you don't want that
Rusty, rowdy type, ok?
Okay, okay, huh?
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Okay, okay, huh?)
(Huh? Huh? Huh?)
[Verse 3]
Cinnamon, gentlemen