Azealia Banks - Harlem Shake Lyrics
[ Freestyle: Verse 1 ]Back to the base, coco candy, fella's wanna tasteAll these niggas want cream and a shakeDo you got the fiend for the cakeYou’ve been pulling up the paint, tell me what it tasteDo you wanna be with a babeKeep away, running it awayKeep away, running it awayHey, keep calling my name while you’re holding my frameYou know what I’m sayingNigga do this right flameChiddy chiddy bang bang,With this pretty young thangAnd the villains ain’t game,Spilling champagne, got the ticket I’m gameLooking wish from to the 5th, broadway[ Hook ]She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down rightYou take it up, up, then break it down, likeYou strut your stuff and he wanna pound, rightYou shake it up, then you shimmy down like ..[ Verse 2 ]Shift my hips, left to the right, hey, this shape looks better in the lightYou can see it if you likeChocolate deluxe, taste yummy on the tongueGot your hunny on the huntGot your hubby in the front, what about the bucksIt was never bout' the lustThe x and the o’s, the exes and hoesI exit and ghost, no escape through the goalYou shake when the pressure’s exposedI’ma, I’ma, I'mma make it and knowI’ma, I'ma, I'mma take it and glowI’m from harlem, what’s a 8 to a oWhat’s shake to a poleWhat’s big for the boa[ Bridge ]Shimmy, shake it and keep it rollin'Rotate it, circle it, and shift it and keep it goingNow you made it, and now he know itYour shake’s the favorite, and now they want itShimmy, shake it, and keep it rollin'Rotate it, circle it, and shift it and keep it goingNow you made it, and now he know itYour shake’s the favorite, and now they want it[ Hook ]She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down rightYou take it up, up, then break it down, likeYou strut your stuff and he wanna pound, rightYou shake it up, then you shimmy down like ..[ Verse 3 ]Clap to it, I’m back to it, 212 itIt’s that knew it, that bad view, that have youYour eyes glued, on my view, better behaveBetter maintain, or you’re in my square,Licking my swayJust look at my kick, good look on my chicTo the 5 top greed,Little my I’m made, everytime I sleepEverytime I eat, I be on my tasteExplainI be on my grace, I be on my cakeJust give me my space, let me sip my shakeChoco latte[ Hook ]She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down rightYou take it up, up, then break it down, likeYou strut your stuff and he wanna pound, rightYou shake it up, then you shimmy down like ..[ Outro x2 ]Whether it’s a train, or A listA bad ***** be fast flippin' the cash quickNow ain’t this, so Harlem you got endsI pops in, if pop trippin' you pop spend
