Fuck Up the Fun Lyrics
| Song | Fuck Up the Fun |
| Artist | Azealia Banks |
| Album | Fantasea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Azealia Banks – | |
| ******* Up The | |
| Fun (Prod. By Diplo)tell him to keep thatyeah just play the track, stop cuttin' it offyou gotta let me pop my *******tit is what it is, hahahow the ******* is yall *******s doin'you ready *******? what up, what up, what up, yo, yo, yowho want it, who, who, want it?which ******* lil' goon gettin' stewed with an onion*******s all cute til' the rudes in up undersee you two get to runnin' with the womb in the stomach******* *******, ******* ******* *******all these *******s just raw food for the dinna(come get ya ******* *******)and these *******s betta tuck they little jewels on the innercuz ya ******* hot *******, fittin' to ******* up the fundon't ******* wit ya ******* when the rum in her punchi might dance on these *******s wit the gun in tha' buttthe gold jimmies, lil' mirror, lil' son in the clutchjust don't slip up lil' *******, put the sun in ya nuts(what?)yo dude, bout' to ******* up ya trustgo rumm rumm when | |
| I hit ya, put you under the pumpyou went rumm wit ya *******, now you close enoughto shoot ones at the throat, put you both in the slump, huh?go head, go head, ******* pop offyou 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 *******)*******ft on ya, til' the gun in ya faceyou betta run wit' a *******, betta open the safeyou betta come for the money, betta show up to wait, ummcome with the realest, cuz | |
| I'm one with the eightsthat put shots in ya butt, like you under the cape yeah huh(word)most of yall *******s is ******' ******* out herelike, | |
| I'll smack all yall' *******s in the face, all in the mouth, and all in the *******t, where yall' girls bieng?where yall' *******s come from, yall' *******s get on my nerveshahahahahaok, ok, ok, oh *******t******* betta quit that chatthese ******* betta hold up wit' the git-at-gati 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 *******i see you, tryin' to come, tryin' to get on *******you gon' trip, slip, fall, land, and lick on *******and be the same ******* bout' to come and lick on this(hold up)scram, hit the breeze, you a fan, ******* pleasedon't slip up in the presence, of your little bambinodon't get it, it's your residence to get it so cleanused to sit up with the evidence, so ******* can't speakand we can freak wit' ya man this week, bad *******you a nickel, and your *******'s gettin' weak | |
| I'm fickle, and my *******'s name bleach | |
| I could dissappear, and let the ******* game speaklet the ******* game speak,*******s know the center of the ******* stay peachand these *******, betta keep it, keep it goin’ like | |
| C4reach in that thing, and go bbrrrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhword, ******* out of here all yall' internet ass *******look | |
| I really do this, *******s is in tokyo right nowlike come on, yall ******* still on the myspaceon youtube tryin' to get yall' little video views up to a millionlike come on, yall ******* not ******' wit' melike what kinda money is yall ******* even gettin' for shows?like are you even doin' shows?like come on, come onyall ******* is out here tryin' to like ******* these lil rap *******s and ******* these lil basketball players and *******tlike | |
| I'm gettin' this money, foreal, forreal, forreal, forreal, forreal(who want it, who, who, want it)come on now, *******t |
| Azealia Banks | |
| Up The | |
| Fun Prod. By Diplo tell him to keep thatyeah just play the track, stop cuttin' it offyou gotta let me pop my tit is what it is, hahahow the is yall s doin' you ready ? what up, what up, what up, yo, yo, yowho want it, who, who, want it? which lil' goon gettin' stewed with an onion s all cute til' the rudes in up undersee you two get to runnin' with the womb in the stomach , all these s just raw food for the dinna come get ya and these s betta tuck they little jewels on the innercuz ya hot , fittin' to up the fundon' t wit ya when the rum in her punchi might dance on these s wit the gun in tha' buttthe gold jimmies, lil' mirror, lil' son in the clutchjust don' t slip up lil' , put the sun in ya nuts what? yo dude, bout' to up ya trustgo rumm rumm when | |
| I hit ya, put you under the pumpyou went rumm wit ya , now you close enoughto shoot ones at the throat, put you both in the slump, huh? go head, go head, pop offyou 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 ft on ya, til' the gun in ya faceyou betta run wit' a , betta open the safeyou betta come for the money, betta show up to wait, ummcome with the realest, cuz | |
| I' m one with the eightsthat put shots in ya butt, like you under the cape yeah huh word most of yall s is ' out herelike, | |
| I' ll smack all yall' s in the face, all in the mouth, and all in the t, where yall' girls bieng? where yall' s come from, yall' s get on my nerveshahahahahaok, ok, ok, oh t betta quit that chatthese betta hold up wit' the gitatgati grip the 5th and clickclizakak | |
| 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 i see you, tryin' to come, tryin' to get on you gon' trip, slip, fall, land, and lick on and be the same bout' to come and lick on this hold up scram, hit the breeze, you a fan, pleasedon' t slip up in the presence, of your little bambinodon' t get it, it' s your residence to get it so cleanused to sit up with the evidence, so can' t speakand we can freak wit' ya man this week, bad you a nickel, and your ' s gettin' weak | |
| I' m fickle, and my ' s name bleach | |
| I could dissappear, and let the game speaklet the game speak, s know the center of the stay peachand these , betta keep it, keep it goin' like | |
| C4reach in that thing, and go bbrrrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhword, out of here all yall' internet ass look | |
| I really do this, s is in tokyo right nowlike come on, yall still on the myspaceon youtube tryin' to get yall' little video views up to a millionlike come on, yall not ' wit' melike what kinda money is yall even gettin' for shows? like are you even doin' shows? like come on, come onyall is out here tryin' to like these lil rap s and these lil basketball players and tlike | |
| I' m gettin' this money, foreal, forreal, forreal, forreal, forreal who want it, who, who, want it come on now, t |
| Azealia Banks | |
| Up The | |
| Fun Prod. By Diplo tell him to keep thatyeah just play the track, stop cuttin' it offyou gotta let me pop my tit is what it is, hahahow the is yall s doin' you ready ? what up, what up, what up, yo, yo, yowho want it, who, who, want it? which lil' goon gettin' stewed with an onion s all cute til' the rudes in up undersee you two get to runnin' with the womb in the stomach , all these s just raw food for the dinna come get ya and these s betta tuck they little jewels on the innercuz ya hot , fittin' to up the fundon' t wit ya when the rum in her punchi might dance on these s wit the gun in tha' buttthe gold jimmies, lil' mirror, lil' son in the clutchjust don' t slip up lil' , put the sun in ya nuts what? yo dude, bout' to up ya trustgo rumm rumm when | |
| I hit ya, put you under the pumpyou went rumm wit ya , now you close enoughto shoot ones at the throat, put you both in the slump, huh? go head, go head, pop offyou 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 ft on ya, til' the gun in ya faceyou betta run wit' a , betta open the safeyou betta come for the money, betta show up to wait, ummcome with the realest, cuz | |
| I' m one with the eightsthat put shots in ya butt, like you under the cape yeah huh word most of yall s is ' out herelike, | |
| I' ll smack all yall' s in the face, all in the mouth, and all in the t, where yall' girls bieng? where yall' s come from, yall' s get on my nerveshahahahahaok, ok, ok, oh t betta quit that chatthese betta hold up wit' the gitatgati grip the 5th and clickclizakak | |
| 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 i see you, tryin' to come, tryin' to get on you gon' trip, slip, fall, land, and lick on and be the same bout' to come and lick on this hold up scram, hit the breeze, you a fan, pleasedon' t slip up in the presence, of your little bambinodon' t get it, it' s your residence to get it so cleanused to sit up with the evidence, so can' t speakand we can freak wit' ya man this week, bad you a nickel, and your ' s gettin' weak | |
| I' m fickle, and my ' s name bleach | |
| I could dissappear, and let the game speaklet the game speak, s know the center of the stay peachand these , betta keep it, keep it goin' like | |
| C4reach in that thing, and go bbrrrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhword, out of here all yall' internet ass look | |
| I really do this, s is in tokyo right nowlike come on, yall still on the myspaceon youtube tryin' to get yall' little video views up to a millionlike come on, yall not ' wit' melike what kinda money is yall even gettin' for shows? like are you even doin' shows? like come on, come onyall is out here tryin' to like these lil rap s and these lil basketball players and tlike | |
| I' m gettin' this money, foreal, forreal, forreal, forreal, forreal who want it, who, who, want it come on now, t |
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