Chips Lyrics - Fantasea - Azealia Banks

(Verse) 

Jammed in the bill came with the deal 

This about to be another gym on the reels 

You can dance if you're with it but your games is on stills 

But you can't can't slip it while the dance on shills 

Saw your man, I should meet him, your man's a tall as shit 

What's a freeze in a beezer, a hundred grand for the trip 

When I lean I could greet him with then lamb on a strip 

Little beams we could use them for the game and the fit 

Damn little Lil' D you're the champ, you're the shit, 

You're the glam, and a glance, you're a vamp you're a bitch 

Listen up Nicki, you're a fiend, you're a trick 

You be into these fits with your man's in the grip 

And hurt your bitch, heard your rich, nigga rich 

Heard your click, had to lick 

Can you stick to the bricks 

And if it splits get your cran in your tips 

Put your hand on your dick 

Take a gander at this 

(Chorus) 

Hi, you been on my mind, you been on my eyes 

Realize this 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Right, and even your right the look in your eyes 

I like it, 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Uh, uh, uh 

(Verse) 

I'm everywhere you can't go 

I'm everywhere you wish you could 

I'm sussed up in that Vienne Vogue 

My weave long and my pussy good 

I lift it up, and I tipped it slow 

With that chocolate body that tootsie roll 

That flirty Hershey, lawda mercy. 

Do it to me, don't hurt me, hurt me 

Roll it, pole it, float your boat in 

Pick it up it's so slowly slowly 

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Smoothly smoothly, he hold it hold it 

He packed the packing I'm throwing back 

And I'm counting racks while he lick the crack 

If he acting up then he gettin slapped 

If I pop the trunk, then he getting clapped 

If I pop the rump then I split your back 

(Chorus) 

Hi, you been on my mind, you been on my eyes 

Realize this 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Right, and even your right the look in your eyes 

I like it, 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Uh, uh, uh 

(Bridge) 

Can I get that 

Can I get that whip 

Can I take that trip 

Can I get that grip 

Can I split that chip on my bitch pack 

Where my rich cat, 

Will you keep that shit when you hit the script 

When you hit that scene, in the sand get a tan 

With your six pack, where my bitch pack 

Where'd you get them clothes 

How you make that roll, how you make that dose 

Sip it slow, sip it slow, sip it, sit back 

Quit the chit chat 

Before I rip that bow, when I rip your soul 

When I rip that bow 

(Chorus) 

Hi, you been on my mind, you been on my eyes 

Realize this 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Right, and even your right the look in your eyes 

I like it, 

So won't you just show me one time, what I like 

Uh, uh, uh 

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