Idlest Delilah Darling, do ya like beige in your coffee? Tea? A wild-? Wild breeze on a day, a dawn Oft' indeed a child, smiles at me cause I'm made of yarn Dolly, me? Am I? I'll trade a dollar for ya dime, oh Idlest Delilah Trout and trees remind me of my Darling 'D the Diver, ' Diver D was a satyr - a Father figurine I made him run away with his stale lung Folly me am I? Oh, Idol-less Delilah Darling Miss Delilah While you're wasting your days alone All your friends are hired, all your friendships are fading Don't try to cheat the dial, don't look the other way It could play out wrong Are you suicidal? Are you in denial? Idlest Delilah While you're 'wake hear my latest song Glad to see you smile Glad to see you so stable What's all of these divided by the pile of peas on the nape of your.. Dolly me am I? I'll trade a dollar for your dime I'll take you Slick snapper, Soul Clap on 3 Hi-hatter the dip-dapper pretty pat this "p" Tip-tapper the chit-chatter, ready rap AB Can't deal with the bullshit cause the crab ain't me He took you to cruise ships, put a yacht on me He said, "The puss deeper than the deep blue sea" Indeed, the puss deeper than the three fugees Loopy!, the Lucy, said she loses no winks! Stay up in ya face beverage with ya baby! Applauded the favorite, so clap on 3 They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink! They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink Something to sip savor, made ya blink and think Stay puffin the piff, paper-making-hits ain’t cheap! Yep, and I flew Jamaican Jake for dick and Ki They loving the mixed flavors lift ya pink and clink London to main state, I’m major, Miss AB They fucking with young savior, make her rich and sweet Loving ya luck lady, lick ya lip and wink (It’s that jam g, it’s just flavors- Rhythm and dance beat, so what up? Lit that damn green and it’s blazin- Bitch, i’m stance, steez in the cut Upton N-Y-C is famous, london fam Please throw it up little bam-bi with the latest Give her that stamp, g - put it up!) Compositores: Azealia Banks / Kevin James / Harvey Mason Jr. / David Kennedy
In my Personal P0V Azealia Banks is like Lauryn Hill on Steroids and Much like Tupac Doesn’t get the respect she Deserves from NYC ; Honestly as much as ❤️ Both Her Brand of Hip House Vybes Higher especially if you skating
It takes a mad genius to put lyrics on a song like this. Azealia killed it!
Idlest Delilah
Darling, do ya like beige in your coffee? Tea? A wild-?
Wild breeze on a day, a dawn
Oft' indeed a child, smiles at me cause I'm made of yarn
Dolly, me? Am I? I'll trade a dollar for ya dime, oh
Idlest Delilah
Trout and trees remind me of my
Darling 'D the Diver, '
Diver D was a satyr - a
Father figurine
I made him run away with his stale lung
Folly me am I? Oh, Idol-less Delilah
Darling Miss Delilah
While you're wasting your days alone
All your friends are hired, all your friendships are fading
Don't try to cheat the dial, don't look the other way
It could play out wrong
Are you suicidal?
Are you in denial?
Idlest Delilah
While you're 'wake hear my latest song
Glad to see you smile
Glad to see you so stable
What's all of these divided by the pile of peas on the nape of your..
Dolly me am I? I'll trade a dollar for your dime
I'll take you
Slick snapper, Soul Clap on 3
Hi-hatter the dip-dapper pretty pat this "p"
Tip-tapper the chit-chatter, ready rap AB
Can't deal with the bullshit cause the crab ain't me
He took you to cruise ships, put a yacht on me
He said, "The puss deeper than the deep blue sea"
Indeed, the puss deeper than the three fugees
Loopy!, the Lucy, said she loses no winks!
Stay up in ya face beverage with ya baby!
Applauded the favorite, so clap on 3
They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink!
They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink
Something to sip savor, made ya blink and think
Stay puffin the piff, paper-making-hits ain’t cheap!
Yep, and I flew Jamaican Jake for dick and Ki
They loving the mixed flavors lift ya pink and clink
London to main state, I’m major, Miss AB
They fucking with young savior, make her rich and sweet
Loving ya luck lady, lick ya lip and wink
(It’s that jam g, it’s just flavors-
Rhythm and dance beat, so what up?
Lit that damn green and it’s blazin-
Bitch, i’m stance, steez in the cut
Upton N-Y-C is famous, london fam
Please throw it up little bam-bi with the latest
Give her that stamp, g - put it up!)
Compositores: Azealia Banks / Kevin James / Harvey Mason Jr. / David Kennedy
This is so fantastic, omg..
1:15 ♥
After 1:47... love this!!
Ramon Gomes yaaaaaasssss
In my Personal P0V Azealia Banks is like Lauryn Hill on Steroids and Much like Tupac Doesn’t get the respect she Deserves from NYC ; Honestly as much as ❤️ Both Her Brand of Hip House Vybes Higher especially if you skating