Fierce Lyrics - Fantasea - Azealia Banks

Bambi, belle of the ball 

Banji, better than them all 

Never been a flaw 

Pretty kitty manicure the claws, silly 

Never been a draw 

When I purr bet he wanna paw 

Cause a stir when she on the floor 

Giving it her all 

Champagne always on the pour 

Some happy, others can applaud 

Bum bitches aggy, but of course 

Mermaid coming on the shore 

Take the prince crown and the coin 

Shut it down then a bitch is gone 

'Nother round of Dom Pérignon 

Downtown vampin' to the song 

Tiara on my head when it's worn 

Style get the critics in amor 

Physically shawty is the bomb 

Whether blue weave or the blonde 

Harlem or Milan 

Banks break the bank and the bonds 

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I used to think I was fierce 

'Cause I was in all the houses 

I won trophies 

I used to munch trade for dollars too 

But see I'm fiercer now 

'Cause I got a job, I got an education 

And I got somebody waiting at home for me God damn it 

Now one queen asked me the other day was it 

She told me: "Miss Thing you think you're fierce? " 

I said: "Of course" 

She said "All queens think they're fierce" 

I said: "Miss Thing, all queens and me! " 

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Bon appetit, I'm a feast for the eyes 

The reason why I'm, in luxury designs 

So chic, so ahead of time 

Kunt queen, princess of the prize 

Witness the baddest bitch alive 

I'm reporting from the belly of the night 

Gorgeous: plus the world is mine 

A girl with a twirl and a rhyme 

Diamonds and a pearl on the shine 

Welcome to her house in the sky 

The house, the house, work me the house 

You pay ten dollars get in the ball 

Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball 

Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 

'Cause you pay ten dollars get in the ball 

The house, the house, work me the house 

'Cause you pay ten dollars to in the ball 

Work me the house, work me the house, work me the house 

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball you mock? 

The house, the house, the house, the house 

Work me God damn it Back at it 'gain 

My only bad habit (s), my addiction to win 

She only mad at it, did it better than her friends 

You better have Cheddar to attend 

Wang gown with leather on the trim 

Get together with the slim 

Mermaid who came on the swim 

Wave to the gents 

Do my dips and the spin 

Turn tricks for the fucking ends? 

You turned dick for the fucking gem? 

You a bum bitch to the end 

Come again, come again? 

You running with the wrong sip, rum to the gin? 

Bambi work it out like felons in a gym 

Hey fella, f-fella I'm better than a ten 

Eleven in the denim 

About twelve in her skin 

Young mademoiselle, the devil wears Prada 

I'm giving them hell, you bitches getting nada