212 lyrics

[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
-I guess that c*nt getting eaten

[Verse 2]
I was in the 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’m a eat your food up boo
I could bust your 8
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 2 1 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 1 2
With your doo-doo crew son
f*ck are you into, huh?
n*ggas better oooh-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 Rapunzel
Who are you b*tch, new lunch?
I’m a ruin you c*nt
[Bridge]
A-yo, A-yo
I heard you ridin' with the same tall, tall tale
Tellin' em you made some
Sayin' you grindin' but you ain't goin' nowhere!
Why procrastinate girl?
You got a lot, but you just waste all yours and
They'll forget your name soon
And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah

[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!

[Verse 3]
b*tch I’m in the 212
With the fif c*cked n*gga
It's the 2 1 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 poom, 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!