Letra da Música Harlem Shake Remix de Azealia Banks

Back to the base, coco candy, fella's wanna taste
All these niggas want cream and a shake
Do you got the cream 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 it away
Keep away, running it away
Hey, keep calling my name while you're holding my frame
You know what I'm saying
Nigga do this right flame
Chiddy bang bang
With this pretty young thang
And the villains ain't game
Spilling champagne, got the ticket I'm game
Liquorice from to the 55th, broadway

She claiming uptown then she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You strut your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, then you shimmy down like

Shift my hips, left to the right, hey,
this shape looks better in the light
You can see it if you like
Chocolate deluxe, taste yummy on the tongue
Got your hunny on the hunt
Got your hubby in the front, what about the bucks
It was never bout' the lust
The x and the o's, the exes and hoes
I exit and ghost, no escape through the goal
You shake when the pressure's exposed
I'ma, I'ma, I'mma make it and know
I'ma, I'ma, I'mma 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

Shimmy, shake it and keep it rollin'
Rotate it, circle it, and shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shake's the favorite, and now they want it
Shimmy, shake it, and keep it rollin'
Rotate it, circle it, and shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shake's the favorite, and now they want it

She claiming uptown then she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You strut your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, then you shimmy down like

Clap to it, I'm back to it, 212 it
It's that knew it, that bad view, that have you it
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 made, 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
Mocho latte

She claiming uptown then she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You strut your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, then you shimmy 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 in, if pop trippin' you pop spend