Azelia Banks reveals why she really mad at Beyonce

[Elim Garak]

She mad about a song and music video no one ever heard or cares about.

 

[Double Rice No Beans]

Lyrics had me like . Had to do my googles and i was right. That song is literally just about her fukking white men lol.

Spoiler

Verse 1]
Look, nikkas really wanna beat they chest for B-A-N-K-S
These nikkas be gorillas for the pin-k flesh
These nikkas be vanilla, the chips be legitimate
They just want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with 'em
So since you vanilla men spend
Can my hot fudge bytches get with your vanilla friends?
Hey, I’m the liquorice bytch
You know I’m looking for these nikkas if these nikkas is rich
I make hits, motherfukker, do you jiggle your dikk
When your bytch pop singing on the liquorice hit? Ya know

[Chorus]
Can I catch your eye, sir
Can I be what you like, yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type, yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type, yeah
I could set you right, whoa
How are you tonight, sir
I'm living my life, oh
Hope you feel alright, yeah

[Verse 2]
Hey, I’m the Liquorice bytch
You know I’m looking for these nikkas if these nikkas is rich
You got creme for your colors and a blue eye too
Hi, I wanna get the number to your 212 line
Maybe we could slumber, we could woo-woo-woo-wine
I don’t do yay, but if you want to, fine
Your fantasy could get that pitch black
Cause it’s gon’ erupt if ya slip in betwixt that black snatch
Ya like blizzak or black-cat, ema-nem-manating
Where ya mizzat-mustache at
Huh, I bet ya been extra gassed
Bet you really wanna touch up on the molasses ass
Bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat today
Cause her kizzat sh-shaved
You wanna cuddle with ya bytch after, eh
But I gotta dip, I gotta get at the cake
Lotta scrillac to make, and the dikk don’t fukk up any scrillac for Banks
No issues picking money over ha-ha, ya beige in her
She just wanna see the best in Greece with some gentlemen and check these beats in the sun
He just wanna see the wet-wet weave when I’m swimming in the West Indies
Then I sit up and catch these breeze
Sip a little bit of Rum & Ting, nikka

[Verse 3]
These bytches know that I be on that black girl shyt
That black girl pin-up with that black girl dip
Put that black girl spin up on ya whack girl tip
Ain’t official till it been up in that black girl kit
Pick out ya mans and attack real quick, I’ma hit him with that venom and that rap girl hip
I slip out the denims, know that black girl fit, get that Remy in a did and hit that black girl switch
bytches better tan for the summer, and for the haters
Quit that chit chat and get ya paper
Quote the cinnamon
The cherry-melange bytch verbatim
When I speak about your face in the clam with the flavors
You get that?
And stimulate her
Take a lick up on my genital, then sit to savor
Do ya man’s and his licorice interest a favor

 

[General Mills]

How you mad at B cause your shyt flopped a decade ago?

 

[Da_Eggman]

bytch almost had a spark when she started now she just...

 

[Richard Glidewell]

She better not touchdown in Houston.......checking in won't do no good at this point t.......

 

[Amare's Right Hook]

That song is literally just about her fukking white men lol.


[/SPOILER]

 

[Jaguar93]

Can’t believe people actually takes this bitter bytch seriously. So she’s the only black woman who can roc the cowgirl aesthetic?

 

[Suge Shot Me]

Lyrics had me like . Had to do my googles and i was right. That song is literally just about her fukking white men lol.

Spoiler

Verse 1]
Look, nikkas really wanna beat they chest for B-A-N-K-S
These nikkas be gorillas for the pin-k flesh
These nikkas be vanilla, the chips be legitimate
They just want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with 'em
So since you vanilla men spend
Can my hot fudge bytches get with your vanilla friends?
Hey, I’m the liquorice bytch
You know I’m looking for these nikkas if these nikkas is rich
I make hits, motherfukker, do you jiggle your dikk
When your bytch pop singing on the liquorice hit? Ya know

[Chorus]
Can I catch your eye, sir
Can I be what you like, yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type, yeah
I could be the right girl
Tell me if you like your lady in my-my color
Can I be your type, yeah
I could set you right, whoa
How are you tonight, sir
I'm living my life, oh
Hope you feel alright, yeah

[Verse 2]
Hey, I’m the Liquorice bytch
You know I’m looking for these nikkas if these nikkas is rich
You got creme for your colors and a blue eye too
Hi, I wanna get the number to your 212 line
Maybe we could slumber, we could woo-woo-woo-wine
I don’t do yay, but if you want to, fine
Your fantasy could get that pitch black
Cause it’s gon’ erupt if ya slip in betwixt that black snatch
Ya like blizzak or black-cat, ema-nem-manating
Where ya mizzat-mustache at
Huh, I bet ya been extra gassed
Bet you really wanna touch up on the molasses ass
Bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat today
Cause her kizzat sh-shaved
You wanna cuddle with ya bytch after, eh
But I gotta dip, I gotta get at the cake
Lotta scrillac to make, and the dikk don’t fukk up any scrillac for Banks
No issues picking money over ha-ha, ya beige in her
She just wanna see the best in Greece with some gentlemen and check these beats in the sun
He just wanna see the wet-wet weave when I’m swimming in the West Indies
Then I sit up and catch these breeze
Sip a little bit of Rum & Ting, nikka

[Verse 3]
These bytches know that I be on that black girl shyt
That black girl pin-up with that black girl dip
Put that black girl spin up on ya whack girl tip
Ain’t official till it been up in that black girl kit
Pick out ya mans and attack real quick, I’ma hit him with that venom and that rap girl hip
I slip out the denims, know that black girl fit, get that Remy in a did and hit that black girl switch
bytches better tan for the summer, and for the haters
Quit that chit chat and get ya paper
Quote the cinnamon
The cherry-melange bytch verbatim
When I speak about your face in the clam with the flavors
You get that?
And stimulate her
Take a lick up on my genital, then sit to savor
Do ya man’s and his licorice interest a favor

I don't think I've ever heard an Azealia Banks song. This is your queen, Coli eunuchs?

 

[Rhapscallion Démone]

Whatever spirits she sacrificed them cats to have turned on her. She needs to take a spiritual bath or something

 

[NYChase718]

Oh well Thats not country music just an outfit

 

[TEH]

I don't think I've ever heard an Azealia Banks song. This is your queen, Coli eunuchs?

Listen to 212 … its some good house hip hop

 

[Da Jungles]

Bu bu bu but she has a point

 

[Suge Shot Me]

Listen to 212 … its some good house hip hop

House hip hop should have died with C&C Music Factory.

 

[Piff Perkins]

Licorice whew. That entire EP was amazing. She could have been the one.


Be mentally retarded, brehettes

 

[Tetris v2.0]

She's a nutter but she was pandering to gays and doing the cowboy aesthetic like ten years ago, I get the bitterness to a degree lol