20 of the Best Lyrics From Princess Nokia’s ‘1992 Deluxe’ Album
In an age where the conversation surrounding female rap largely revolves around a small handful of mainstream-friendly vixens, man-eaters and voices of empowerment, the archetype that is the underground around-the-way chick with flows has largely been underappreciated. Princess Nokia, one of the fresher faces on the rap scene, stands at the forefront of a new crop of ladies that are more concerned with feeling equally comfortable in their unique awkwardness as they are boasting about their designer threads and physical attributes.
A native New Yorker and of Afro-Puerto Rican descent, Princess Nokia, born Destiny Frasqueri, began to rise to fame while performing under the name Wavy Spice, with tracks like "Bitch I'm Posh" and "YAYA" earning her an international buzz and making her a favorite among critics.
While the rapper has multiple monikers and alter egos—she's also released music using her government name—the spotlight surrounded her more brightly after she settled on the name Princess Nokia, dropping new music and appearing on projects by the likes of New York City rap group Ratking.
In 2016, after gaining traction with her first two projects, 2014's Metallic Butterfly and 2015's Honeysuckle, Princess Nokia released her EP, 1992, which included standout songs like "Tomboy," "Brujas" and the Wiki-assisted number "Saggy Denim." The project catapulted her to the top of the list of critical darlings in rap that have yet to blow. A year after the release of 1992, Princess Nokia returns with its follow-up, 1992 Deluxe, a project that will only widen her fan base and strengthen her case as one of the more buzzworthy women in rap at the moment.
In celebration of the release of Princess Nokia's latest, we've picked out 20 of the best lyrics from 1992 Deluxe that caught our attention and are sure to catch yours as well.
"Who I am and where I'm headed/Cutting school and acting crazy/Foster care done got me crazy/Living with a crazy lady/Every day I'm always late, puffin' on a skimpy J/Staying in my grandma house, wasn't even far away"
"’90's mami dressing like Aaliyah, quite apparently/I'm heavy with the theory, I move with the groove/I'm Black like Shaolin, I tang with the Wu/Africa, my guy, with the bantu do/I'm stupid fucking crazy nuts, loose like a screw/See, I know my money, got raised by the Jews/I'm a New York Puerto Rican like a rough kinda dude"
"He fuck with my bruja, my pussy a spell/My toto is special, got locks like a jail/It's Polo, it's Tommy, it's Mecca, it's Nauti/I'm finna sit back and just sip on Bacardi/You come to my party, you gon' meet my army/A room full of girls and we acting real rowdy"
"I keep my speech on fleek while these bitches fake deep/You don't practice, you preach, I get applause when I speak/It's a difference for me, people coming for me/I gotta show them that heat so they regret how they be/They take advantage of me, and I'ma put them to sleep/You never shit where you eat when you was eating for free/I really say what I do and ain't got nothing to prove/Prefer the sweetheart chick to my bitch attitude"
"I'm that Black a-Rican bruja straight out from the Yoruba/And my people come from Africa diaspora, Cuba/And you mix that Arawak, that original people/I'm that Black Native American, I vanquish all evil/I'm that Black a-Rican bruja straight out from the Yoruba/And my ancestors Nigerian, my grandmas was brujas/And I come from an island and it's called Puerto Rico/And it's one of the smallest but it got the most people"
"Bundles, bundles, bundles/Hit that plug up for the bundles/Beauty shop supply cashier ringing up them numbers/Rock my many styles then go natural for the summer/Hair blowing in the hummer/Flip the weave, I am a stunner"
"Go 'head, bitch, go do ya thing/You perfect in every way/You move past when others stay/You make moves and play the game/Ms. D, I'm already queen/I put that on everything/My mama she raised me good/I'm chic but I'm always hood"
"Gotta get 'em Ralph Lauren denim/Patches on that ass, my ass a good fitting/1995, I'ma listen to Sublime/Drink that 40oz. to Freedom to the day that I die/Gonna listen me Selena, drink a 40 a cry/Gonna roll me up a Beamer, I'ma go and get high/While it's 1995, getting fly to pass the time/I'ma slip up from behind while he go and buy that wine" - Princess Nokia
"I speak that Gualla Gualla/That Spanish hoochie mama/That Puerto Rican drama/That fuck you, pay me, nana/I care about my comma, I got a code of honor/I smoke the bestest weed, shout out my plug and farmer" - Princess Nokia
"Patsy's for the eats, Casablanca's for the meats/La Tropenza's for the bread, went to Hajis got a philly cheese instead/Round the corner to Ollin 'cause you know I'm Mexican/Drink horchata with my peeps/Hug my auntie in the street"
"G is for the ghetto girl in rainbow clothes/Baby hairs and well done toes/Single mothers carry those/Bummy sneakers, what are those?/Get in going golden go/Hunts point got the hottest hoes/In the city, tragic woes/Splatter street, the bloody holes"
"Tunnels taking turns, playing tag on the curb/Touchin' on some titties, taking change out your purse/Undercover agents I can spot them all away/Yo, I hate the fucking cops, NYPD get away/Underground are MTA, close my eyes and ride the train/Back and forth on every day/Anywhere, anyway"
"Playing under my desk, a comic book in my bed
I got fuck with Emily Strange and I got pins in my bag/I’m Wednesday Adams to you basic ass hoes/Marilyn Manson to you corny ass bros/I was sleeping in the cemetery/Kinda cute, a little scary/Goth as fuck, a little Carrie"
"Little boys, oh you think you got toys?/Little boys, oh you think you make the noise?/Little boys, oh you think you got the heat?/Little boys, oh you think you from the street?/Nah bro, shut your dumbass up/Y'all them goofy hypebeasts with your double cups/Everybody in your squad, but it's just three blunts/Oh, you waiting on the sour, boy you fucking up"
"This shit is the illest/This that Scream 3, finna kill shit/I'm a rap boo and a misfit/And I throw ’bows in the mosh pit/I bump bump that Gangsta Boo/That Loco, that La Chat/I respect that trill shit/And them OGs that really rap/I'm already back with some new shit/You Dionne and I'm clueless/I got my own movement/I do this, I move shit"
"I’m a little kid with a big bank/Building Legos up, Tonka Truck Tank/That’s some thunder pound frank, yeah, I'm Richie Rich/I talk a lot of shit, I am the illest chick/Bandanas and big clothes/Pajamas and big souls/Got braids in tight twists/I'm slim with big hips/I'm brown with big lips/I'm little but real thick"
I came hooked up with the flava/When you see me I'm swimming in paper/I get high, I get low like an anchor/Havin’ lunch with financial banker/Versace, I chill with Medusa/I’m in Sicily eatin’ some Ragu/I’m in Paris, I'm eatin’ some duck/Using trays right after you fuck"
"My swag is the flava, my dap is the flava/Good with the season, Two Seventeen/Just with my flava, my flava and me/Rainbow my money, I do like it green/I do not look at the tag/If I see it, I like it, I grab/I’ll be good with the wrist and the hands/I’ll stay low, I’ll stay out of the mist/Play a show, get my check and I dip/Little rocker girl ringing a lick"
"Fuck feelings, I just catch flights/Set it off, Jada Pinkett type/Love girls and I love dykes, I'm in for a good night/Money lit like a rainbow, all white like an angel/Passed out in a Range Rover, when I'm hitting road to the next show/Headliner cause I do that, big name cause that's all me/Real talk, I'm a hood rat and my name is Miss Destiny"
"Now we all from the hood and we all gonna die/So it just can't be fun and we just gettin' live/Couple neighbors in the front, couple neighbors to the side/Now the cops is on deck, but we still gettin' high/Yeah we still blowin' smoke/We just fuck with weed, we don't fuck with the coke/Couple cups of Henny cause you know we all broke/It's a celebration and we happier than most"