Fuck Up The Fun Lyrics - Fantasea - Azealia Banks

Azealia Banks - Fuck Up The Fun (Prod. By Diplo) 

tell him to keep that 

yeah just play the track, stop cuttin' it off 

you gotta let me pop my shit 

it is what it is, haha 

how the fuck is yall niggas doin' 

you ready bitch? what up, what up, what up, yo, yo, yo 

who want it, who, who, want it? 

which nigga lil' goon gettin' stooed with an onion 

niggas all cute til' the rudes in up under 

see you two get to runnin' with the womb in the stomach 

bitch nigga, bitch bitch nigga 

all these niggas just raw food for the dinna 

(come get ya nigga bitch) 

and these niggas betta tuck they little jewels on the inner 

cuz ya bitch hot nigga, fittin' to fuck up the fun 

don't fuck wit ya bitch when the rum in her punch 

i might dance on these niggas wit the gun in tha' butt 

the gold jimmies, lil' mirror, lil' son in the clutch 

just don't slip up lil' nigga, put the sun in ya nuts 

(what?) 

yo dude, bout' to fuck up ya trust 

go rumm rumm when I hit ya, put you under the pump 

you went rumm wit ya nigga, now you close enough 

to shoot ones at the throat, put you both in the slump, huh? 

go head, go head, nigga pop off 

you can get your fams, or your mans, and them shot off (what?) 

I'ma get the amms for you, and blow your top off 

(go head nigga) 

shift on ya, til' the gun in ya face 

you betta run wit' a nigga, betta open the safe 

you betta come for the money, betta show up to wait, umm 

come with the realest, cuz I'm one with the eights 

that put shots in ya butt, like you under the cape yeah huh 

(word) 

most of yall niggas is fuckin' pussy out here 

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like, I'll smack all yall' niggas in the face, all in the mouth, and all in the shit, where yall' girls bieng? 

where yall' niggas come from, yall' niggas get on my nerves 

hahahahaha 

ok, ok, ok, oh shit 

bitches betta quit that chat 

these bitches betta hold up wit' the git-at-gat 

i grip the 5th and click-cliz-ak-ak 

I'd hate to have to blow your lil wig all back 

I mean, I'd hate to have to see you with your wig off bitch 

i see you, tryin' to come, tryin' to get on bitch 

you gon' trip, slip, fall, land, and lick on dick 

and be the same nigga bout' to come and lick on this 

(hold up) 

scram, hit the breeze, you a fan, bitch please 

don't slip up in the presence, of your little (?) 

don't get it, it's your residence to get it so clean 

used to sit up with the evidence, so bitches can't speak 

and we can freak wit' ya man this week, bad bitches 

you a nickel, and your pussy's gettin' weak 

I'm fickle, and my pussy's name bleach 

I could dissappear, and let the pussy game speak 

let the pussy game speak, 

niggas know the center of the pussy stay peach 

and these bitches, betta keep it, keep it goin' like C4 

reach in that thing, and go bbrrrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhh 

word, fuck out of here all yall' internet ass bitches 

look I really do this, niggas is in tokyo right now 

like come on, yall bitches still on the myspace 

on youtube tryin' to get yall' little video views up to a million 

like come on, yall bitches not fuckin' wit' me 

like what kinda money is yall bitches even gettin' for shows? 

like are you even doin' shows? 

like come on, come on 

yall bitches is out here tryin' to like fuck these lil rap niggas and fuck these lil basketball players and shit 

like I'm gettin' this money, foreal, forreal, forreal, forreal, forreal 

(who want it, who, who, want it) 

come on now, shit 

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