212 (Mixed) lyrics

[Part I: 212]

[Verse 1]
Hey, I can be the answer
I'm ready to dance when the vamp up
And when I hit that dip get your camera
You could see I been that b*tch since the Pamper
And that I am that young sis the beacon
The b*tch who wants to compete and
I can freak a fit that pump with the peep and
You know what your b*tch become when her weave in
I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and
Sit in that lunch if you're treatin'
Kick it with your b*tch who come from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, and the season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in

[Interlude]
I guеss that c*nt getting eaten
I guеss that c*nt getting eaten
I guess that c*nt getting eaten
I guess that c*nt getting eaten
I guess that c*nt getting eaten

[Verse 2]
I was in 212 on the uptown A
n*gga, you know what's up or don't you?
Word to who made ya
I'm a rude b*tch, n*gga, what are you made up of?
I'ma eat your food up boo, I could bust your eight
I'm-a do one too, f*ck ya gon do? When you do make bucks
I'm a look right, n*gga, bet you do want to f*ck
f*ck him like you do want to c*m
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
c*ck-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo in your du-rag too son?
n*gga, you're a kool-aid dude
Plus your b*tch might lick it
Wonder who let you come to 12
With your doo-doo crew, son, f*ck are you into, huh?
n*ggas better ooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie
If you do want to put your guns up
Tell your crew don't front
I'm a hoodlum, n*gga, you know you were too once
b*tch, I'm 'bout to blew up too
I'm the one today, I'm the new sh*t boo
Yung Rapunxel
Who are you b*tch? New lunch?
[Interlude]
I'ma ruin you c*nt
I'ma ruin you c*nt
I'ma ruin you c*nt
I'ma ruin you c*nt
I'ma ruin you c*nt

[Bridge]
Ayo, ayo
I heard you ridin' with the same tall, tall tale
Tellin' em you made some (Made some)
Sayin' you grindin' but you ain't goin' nowhere (Ah; nowhere)
Why procrastinating girl? ('Natin girl)
You got a lot, but you just waste all yours and
They'll forget your name soon (Name soon)
And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah (Ah)

[Chorus]
What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
b*tch, the end of your lives are near
This sh*t been mine, mine
What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
b*tch, the end of your lives are near
This sh*t been mine, mine
[Verse 3]
b*tch, I'm in the 212
With the fif' c*cked, n*gga, it's the 21-zoo
f*ck ya gon' do when ya goon sprayed up?
Bet his b*tch won't get him
Betcha you won't do much
See, even if you do want to bust
Your b*tch'll get you cut and touch your crew up too, Pop
You playing with your butter like your boo won't true
c*ck the gun, too, where you do eat pum, hun
I'm f*ckin' with ya cutie q
What's your di*k like, homie? What are you into?
What's the run, dude? Where do you wake up?
Tell your b*tch keep hatin', I'm the new one two, huh?
See I remember you when you
Were the young new face but you do like to slumber, don't you?
Now your boo up too, hun
I'm-a ruin you, c*nt

[Chorus]
What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
b*tch the end of your lives are near
This sh*t been mine, mine
What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
b*tch, the end of your lives are near
[Outro]
This sh*t been mine, mine
This sh*t been mine, mine
This sh*t been
Been, been, been, been
Been, been, been, been

[Part II: Gypsy Woman]

[Verse]
She wakes up early every morning
Just to do her hair, now
Because she cares, y'all
Her day, oh, wouldn't be right
Without her makeup
She's never had a makeup