Azealia Banks - Harlem Shake Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Back to the base, coco candy, fellows wanna taste

All these niggas wanna fiend and shake

You got a fiend for the cake

You’ve been pulling up the paint, tell me what it taste

Do you wanna be with a babe,

Keep away, running away

Keep away, running away

Hey, keep calling my name while you’re holding my frame

You know what I’m saying

Nigga do this right flame

Ciddy bang, bang,

With this pretty young thang

And the villains ain’t game,

Spilling champagne, got the ticket I’m game

Looking wish for I’m 55, balling

She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right

You take it up, up, then break it down, like

You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right

You take it up, up, then you shoot me down like,

As if my hips, left to the right, hey, for shake ...in the light

You can see through light

Chocolate deluxe, taste yummy on the tongue

Got you hung on the hunt

Got you hobby in the front, what about the bucks

It was never bout the lust

The s and the o’s, the exes and hoes

I ex of them ghost, no escape through the goal

You shake when the pressure’s exposed

I’ma, I’ma make it and know,

I’ma take it and glow

I’m from harlem, what’s a 8 to a o

What’s shake to a pole

What’s big for the boa

Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin

Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going

Now you made it, and now he know it

Your shake’s the favorite, so now they want it

Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin

Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going

Now you made it, and now he know it

Your shake’s the favorite, so now they want it

She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right

You take it up, up, then break it down, like

You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right

You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,

Clap to it, I’m back to it, to one to it

It’s that knew it, that bad view, that have you

Your eyes glued, on my view, better behave

Better maintain, or you’re in my square,

Licking my sway

Just look at my kick, good look on my chic

To the 5 top greed,

Little my I’m me, everytime I sleep

Everytime I eat, I be on my taste

I be on my grace, I be on my cake

Just give me my space, let me sip my shake

Choco latte

She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right

You take it up, up, then break it down, like

You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right

You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,

Whether it’s a train, or a list

A bad bitch be fast flippin the cash quick

Now ain’t this, so harlem you got ends

I pops end, if pop trippin you pop spend.