Lyrics Jihadi - Azealia Banks
Jihadi
flew
me
to
Tehran
Vacay,
Djibouti
Sands
Cop
some
Audemars,
water
my
watch
Ships
docked
on
the
gulf,
Obach
Papi
slide
inside
this
pussy
I
bet
you
I′ll
make
you
nut
Timbuktu
for
drinks
and
lunch
I
sip
the
dates
through
the
golden
cup
This
for
my,
this
for
my
This
for
my
NuyoRicans
This
for
my
New
York
bitches
Them
Spanish
Harlem
bitches
That
Gucci
garter
Make
them
ballers
slip
they
Arpels
Clip-in
Y'all
bitches
starving,
thriftin′
Y'all
be
retarded,
strippin'
Yeah
nigga,
yeah
nigga
I
need
some
fucking
money
Fuck
what
you,
fuck
what
you
Fuck
what
you
talking
′bout
Fuck
what
you
talking
′bout
You
better
watch
your
mouth
Y'all
niggas
outta
clout
Banks
and
paper,
′round
the
clock
Y'all
niggas
ain′t
got
no
clout
Y'all
niggas
ain′t
got
no
rap
Take
it
pound
for
pound
I
could
take
it
pound
for
pound
Paper,
pack
it
down
Tape
it,
ship
it
outta
town
La
luna
llevando
este
compás
Amarrao
a
mi
cintura,
bailando
la
noche
entera
Alcanzarás
la
luna
llevando
este
compás
Amarrao
a
mi
cintura,
bailando
la
noche
entera
Alcanzarás
la
luna
llevando
este
compás
Where
you
at?
I
kill
the
pot
Uh,
I
run
it
up
Don't
wanna
read
Don't
ya
understand?
Uh,
don′t
ya
understand?
Ha-ha,
-stand?
Call
the,
ca-ca-call
the
Call
the,
call
the,
call
the
cops
I′ll
kick
you
off
ya
block
8th,
St.
Nick
or
Audobon
Go,
go
call
the
cops
If
I
come
it's
a
war
to
fight
These
niggas
ain′t
hard
inside
Nigga
you
gonna
die
These
niggas
ain't
bonafide
Niggas
ain′t
ready,
ain't
born
to
slide
These
niggas
ain′t
born
to
ride
Niggas
ain't
ready
don't
want
it
child
I′ll
send
you
the
Dolja
guy
(to)
Hit
you
in
your
poker
pout
Cause
you′s
a
joker
child
Niggas
be
makin'
′em
LOL
a
lot
Tired
of
being
thrown
aside
Ha,
bonafide
Ha,
kick
'em
overdrive
I
feel
the
soul
inside
s-s-soulless
child
You
niggas
ain′t
bonafide
Oh
right,
gahdamn
It's
a
suicide,
you′re
in
a
suicide
Tired
of
being
thrown
aside
Get
goin'
child
(Beware
of
Yung
Rapunxel)
Get
goin'
child
Try
it
again
you
gonna
die
You
niggas
think-
Okay
little
nigga
you
think
you
bad
Because
you
wanna
ride
Wait
′til
I
get
my
hands
up
on
some
cash
Nigga
you
gonna
die
I
got
some
anger,
lasers
Party
people
go
make
noise
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