Look, niggas really wanna beat they chest

For B.A.N.K.S.

These niggas be gorillas for the pin-k flesh

These niggas be vanilla the chips be legitimate

They just want the pumpernickel sis in the linens with em

So since you vanilla men spend

Can my hot-fudge bitches get with your vanilla friends?

Hey, I'm the liquorice bitch

You know I'm lookin for these niggas if these niggas is rich

I make hits mutha***a

Do you jiggle your dick when

Ya bitch pop singin' on the liquorice hit, ya know Can I catch your eye sir?

Can I be what you like, yeah?

I could be the right girl

Tell me if you like your

Lady in my my color

Can I be your type, yeah?

I could be the right girl

Tell me if you like your

Lady in my my color

Can I be your type, yeah?

I can set you right, woah!

How are you tonight, sir?

All up in my life, oh

Hope you feel alright, yeah Hey, I'm the liquorice bitch

You know I'm lookin for these niggas if these niggas is rich

He got cum fifty colors and a blue eye too

Hi, wanna get your number for your 212 line?

Maybe we could slumber

We could woo woo woo wine

Don't do yay' but if you want to, fine

Your fantasy can get that pitch black

Cause it's gone erupt when ya slip in-betwixt that black snatch

Your like blizzak-ker-black-cat ema-nem-minatin

Where ya minat mizzatach at?

Huh, I bet you been extra gassed

I bet you wanna touch up on the molasses ass

bet you really wanna tongue up on her kizzat is shaved

Cause her kizzat s-shaved

You wanna cuddle with your bitch after, eh?

But I gotta dip

I gotta get at the cake

Lot of skrillac to make

And the dick don't *** up any skrillac for Banks

No issues pickin money over, haha, ya beige in her

She just wanna see the best in Greece, see some gentlemen

And check these beats in the sun

He just wanna see the wet wet weave

When I'm swimmin' in the West Indies

Then I sit up and catch this breeze

Sip a little bit of rum and ting

Niggas ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhhh

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhh These bitches know that I be on my black girl ***

The black girl pin-up with that black girl dip

With that black girl spin up on ya wack girl tip

Ain't official til I been up in that black girl kit

And put out ya mans and attack real quick

I'm a hit em with that venom and that rap girl hip

I flip out the denims know that black girl fit

Get that Remy in a did and hit that black girl switch

Bitches better tan for the summer

And for the haters,

Quit that chit-chat and get your paper

Quote the cinnamon and cherry melange bitch verbatim

When I speak about your face in the clams with the flavors

You get that?

And stimulate her

Take a lick up on my genital

And sit to savour

Do ya mans and his liquorice interest a favor

I could be the right girl

Tell me if you like your

Lady in my my colour

Can I be your type, yeah?

I can set you right, woah

How are you tonight, sir?

All up in my life, oh

Hope you feel alright, yeah Who-ooo

Who-ooo

Who-ooo

Who-ooo

Who-ooo

Ooo-oo-ooo

Who-ooo

Who-ooo

Can I hear it?