Idle Delilah Songtext
von Azealia Banks

Idlest delilah
Darling, do ya like beige in your coffee, tea, a wild-?
Wild breeze on a day, a dawn
Oft′ indeed a child, smiles at me cause I'm made of yarn
Dolly me, am I? I′ll trade a dollar for ya dime! Oh
Idlest delilah, trout and trees, remind me of my
Darling "D The diver"
Diver D was a saytr - a
Father figurine, I made him run away with his stale lung
Folly me am I? Oh, Idol-less Delilah...
Darling Miss Delilah
While you're wasting your days alone
All your friends are hired All your friendships are fading
Don't try to cheat the dye
Don′t look the other way
It could play out wrong
Are you suicidal?
Are you in denial?
Idlest Delilah
While you′re 'wake hear my latest song
Glad to see you smile
Glad to see you so stable...
What′s all of these divided by the pile of peas on the nape of your...?
Dolly me am I? I'll trade a dollar for your dime
I′ll take you


Slick snapper, soul clap on 3!
Hi-hatter, the dip-dapper pretty pat this "p"
Tip-tapper, the chit-chatter, ready rap AB
Can't deal with the bullshit, cause the crab ain′t me
He took you to cruise trips, put a yacht on me
He said, the puss deeper than the deep blue sea
Indeed, the puss deeper than the three fugees...
Loopy! The Lucy, said she loses no winks!
Stay up in ya face beverage with ya - baby!
Applauded the favorite, so clap on 3

They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink!

They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink

Something to sip savor, made ya blink and think
Stay puffin the piff, paper-making-hits ain't cheap!

Yep, and I flew Jamaican Jake for d*ck and Ki
They loving the mixed flavors lift ya pink and clink

London to main state, I'm major, Miss AB
They fucking with young savior, make her rich and sweet
Loving ya luck lady, lick ya lip and wink