The End Of An Era (2021)

• Sirens
• Brazil
• Pillow Fight
• Emo Club Anthem
• STFU
• Iam The Stripclub
• Nights Like This
• Woke Up (Diamonds)
• Is That Right
• XXXTRA
• Peach Body
• Sex On The Beach
• Good Times With Bad People
• Day 3 In Miami (End Of An Era)
• N.Y.E. (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Sip It (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Posh Spice (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track) 

Sirens lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

(SCALEZ)

Walk up, walk up, walk up

(AJ ruin everything, he in here)

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up

Dance floor going off like sirens (Going off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Going off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Brand new shit for ya headphones

Turn page, records since I read from

Say I'm wanted for the scene, turn redrum

Walk in, kill them dead, am I dead wrong?

No casket, do it all Bo Jackson

Low life but I dress in high fashion

This a game but we talkin' 'bout practice

This a game but we talkin' 'bout practice

Dance floor going off like sirens (Off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up

Dance floor going off like sirens (Sirens, sirens, sirens, sirens)

(Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go)

(I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (Viral, viral, viral, viral)

(I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the)

(Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Sirens, sirens, sirens, sirens)

(Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go)

(I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (Viral)

Grab phone, we about to go viral

Yeah I'm hot, scream, "Oh my God"

Put me out, damn, I'm on fire

Uh, like the roof on Nelly

Thick like peanut butter, let me move my jelly

Kill 'em with the fans, cool me off with the fannin'

Sweat hit the ground, go dumb, I'm a manic

Left two ex's at the bar, no xanax

Water dump on my old flames, you can have that (Have that)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Going off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Dance floor going off like sirens (Going off like sirens)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Grab phone, we about to go viral (We about to go viral)

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up, walk up

Walk up in the club like I'm ready to go

I'm, I'm, I'm ready to go crazy with the

Walk up, walk up, walk up

Brazil lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Scalez, that's a Scalez track

Ayy, tell 'em run it back

AJ ruin everything, he in here

Paid for this body and none of it's cheap

I heard your song, now I'm goin' to sleep

Boys in my yard, but this ain't from Kelis

Look at my cars you, see nothin' on lease

Look, I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King

Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream

Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme

Superstar status, I stay in the Hills

Light hundred thousand to play in some heels

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

See that I'm hot and I ain't got no chill, uh, yeah

Mercedes the Benz and I park on the curb

Your man wanna pitch, but I'm tossin a curve

The way that I live, you might call it absurd

I got it

All I got is these racks in my pocket

Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic

Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic

And still, I got it

Hands all over my body

Hands all up in his wallet

Baddest bitch up in the party

For real, I got it

All I got is these racks in my pocket

Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic

Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic

And still, I got it

Hands all over my body

Hands all up in his wallet

Baddest bitch up in the party

I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King

Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream

Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme

Superstar status, I stay in the Hills

Light hundred thousand to play in some heels

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

I'm a fantasy, you a tragedy

And I'm rich, that's some shit that you will never be

This a movie, I'm somethin' they wanna see

Had a baby, bounced back like I'm twenty-three

I had millions on millions at twenty-three

Think it's funny that someone could fuck with me

Talkin' down the whole time they look up to me

Y'all my children, I skipped out on custody

Take my time, ain't no rushin' me, haters in love with me

Faces is ugly, bitches is mad

I worked at a store, I still get to the bag

A cover star magazine, look at my ass, ooh (Ass, ass)

I'm the front page

Take a shot, wait, it's a pump fake

Checkers or chess?

Don't play with the best or, bitch, you end up a mess (Uh)

I got it

All I got is these racks in my pocket

Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic

Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic

And still, I got it

Hands all over my body

Hands all up in his wallet

Baddest bitch up in the party

For real, I got it

All I got is these racks in my pocket

Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic

Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic

And still, I got it

Hands all over my body

Hands all up in his wallet

Baddest bitch up in the party

I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King

Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream

Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme

Superstar status, I stay in the Hills

Light hundred thousand to play in some heels

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

I got it

I got it

I got it

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

Brazil

Out in Brazil

I got it

Festival season, I'm out in Brazil

Pillow Fight lyrics - Iggy Azalea

It's a SCALEZ track, tell 'em run that back

AJ ruin everything, he in here

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Hold up, wait a minute

Let me put some, huh

Don't need permission, I do what I want

Enter the scene and I'm causing a fuss

Now I'm a problem, my head getting hotter

Don't play with my temper

Volcano erupt

Diamonds, they dancing, they like when I stunt

Period, like it's that time of the month

I'm serious, back up, this isn't a front

Jaw hit the ground, turn the head in the joint

Say to me speakin' that make-believe easy

It's Mabeline, uh-uh, I ain't makin' this up

Talkin' that jazz, but they fakin' the funk

Money keep fallin', I'm rakin' it up

Hunnids is out, let me double the count

You keep runnin' ya mouth, but I'm tapin' this up

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Get a whole game then smoke the witness

Ride my own wave, no motion sickness

Pop your shit, it don't offend me

You mad, you pressed, you so defensive

Look at me now, I rose from trenches

Everybody played me 'til I drove the Benz's

Navigate hate, then I showed the critics

Can't live life with no commitments

Breakin' the law, I said fuck the rules

I'm a boss so I do what I wanna do

Make 'em beg for a sip of this hundred-proof

Pop a bottle and pour it out from the roof

I'm on top of the world and I love the view

If you did what I did, you would love it too

When I'm married to money it's wonderful

Skip the wedding, now let's have a honeymoon

Lil' bitch

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Boom out the frame

Move out the way

Things get lit on sight

Dreamgirl don't pillow fight

New dress, it fit on tight

Watch what you say

Cool out the flame

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Things get lit on sight

Emo Club Anthem lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Feelings numb

Feelings numb

Feelings numb

Feelings numb

Feelings numb

Vicious cycle of psycho

Naked pics on my iPhone

Spreading drugs on the table

Love the fact that I hate you

Pass the weed 'til I'm passing out

Face is blue while I'm blacking out

Russian shots, am I rationale?

Sad as fuck now I'm happy

Dance through my home like Sherlock

Fuck me blindfold like Bird Box

Trash bag, my clothes got thrown out

Got bags under my third eye

Heartless because I'm numb

Acid all on your tongue

I can't stop getting drunk

Woke up like what the fuck?

Drugs, I just wanna have fun

I don't care that you're gone

Party until the sun because I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

You don't want me, that's fine

Not gonna waste my high because I love drugs

Not gonna waste my high

I love drugs

You don't want me, that's fine

I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

I love drugs

Head is spinnin', dread the feeling

Outside, inside dead, forgive me

Lost the money, thoughts are running

No self-love, my stock will plummet

It's easy to get fucked up

It's crazy that I love you

I'm married to all my vices

It scares me to be self righteous

Might spin like car do donuts

I heal my pain from one puff

My trauma poured in one cup

My mama know I'm fucked up

All my problems are handmade

Self-hate cut deep, need Band-Aids

I can't stop getting drunk

Woke up like what the fuck?

Drugs, I just wanna have fun

I don't care that you're gone

Party until the sun because I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

You don't want me, that's fine

Not gonna waste my high because I love drugs

Not gonna waste my high

I love drugs

You don't want me, that's fine

I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

I love drugs

Feelin' too lit to cry

I love drugs

I love drugs (I love drugs)

I love drugs (I love drugs)

I love drugs (I love drugs)

I love drugs (I love drugs)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

(Feelings numb)

STFU lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Walkin' down South Beach

With no shoes on my feet

Put a pill on my tongue

Smacked a bitch in the street

Screamed out at the night

Held onto my high

Lost grip on my mind

Doubled down on my pride

Long gone, that's sad

Sunset, sad song

Hashtag time to pound

Hit me up, ringtone

He a dog, I'm a bitch

Rub the lamp, make a wish

What you want? Take your pick

Are you dumb? Watch your lips

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Yeah, hold up

Can I get a secret? Don't be stingy with the fun

Said he want a freak bitch but he not the only one

I deserve to be unaccountable

I deserve to act like an animal

Think I earned a break from the pedestal

I deserve dick on my schedule

Pussy so good, that's why I act so terrible

Love being bad, I'm not here to take care of you

Used to bend backwards, now I'm not that flexible

Hate that you could lead us

What the fuck I'm tellin' you

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

You be doing too much

Shut the fuck up

You be doing too much

Shut the fuck up

White lies, black trucks

My life, don't judge

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

You been pushing your luck

Got revenge in my cup

I'm a fucking monster

Shut the fuck up

I been doin' too much

Don't be calling my bluff

I'm a fucking monster

Iam The Stripclub lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Hit it one time, two times? Too live

Laying poolside and it made me woosah

Too fine do ya own thing, I'ma do mine

I'm on Cloud 9 'cause the vibe too high

Fat ass, lap dance, pop it on a handstand

Big bags, big cash

Hit a hundred car fast, don't crash

If you ain't ready, don't ask

Talk a big game, but I know you won't last

Keep the dollars on me, keep designer on me

Man start trippin', I'ma find a homie

Swear he Ginuwine, tryna ride the pony

Face get exposed, you can't hide the phoney, you know

Top of the line bitch, numero uno

New coupe, two door, two high, Pluto

Trippin', said he wanna kick it like judo

Miss him, Iggy been pimpin', listen

Don't need dark rooms (I am the strip club)

Don't need red lights (I am the strip club)

I do the lap dance (I ride the pole up)

I am the, the strip club

Don't want your love, don't want your problems

Just need all of, all of your dollars

I do the lap dance, I ride the pole up

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I woke up like a bad-ass bitch

Pretty face with some perfect tits

Called my job, told 'em suck my dick

Send my cheque, I'm not clockin' in

Dick magnet, who's askin'?

Big Birkin, put cash in

Hold my bag, I'm 'bout to get ratchet

Get ghost and twerk on a Phantom

Like when girls come back from vacation

Brand new ass she use to get payments

Use her mouth for more than just statements

Wanna be rich, she don't wanna be famous

Run it back, yeah, let's do it over

Wanted dick, but I lost composure

2PM on the Rum and Cola

Sloppy drunk, but I do it sober

Don't need dark rooms (I am the strip club)

Don't need red lights (I am the strip club)

I do the lap dance (I ride the pole up)

I am the, the strip club

Don't want your love, don't want your problems

Just need all of, all of your dollars

I do the lap dance, I ride the pole up

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

Don't wait for the night time (No)

We can get dirty in the daylight (Go)

Watch sweat drip from my waistline (Oh)

Four shots deep, it's playtime (Yeah)

Don't need dark rooms (I am the strip club)

Don't need red lights (I am the strip club)

I do the lap dance (I ride the pole up)

I am the, the strip club

Don't want your love, don't want your problems

Just need all of, all of your dollars

I do the lap dance, I ride the pole up

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

I am the, the strip club

Nights Like This lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Feel the bass, feel that drum

Get a taste of my tongue

I'm the best, are you dumb?

Fuck me 'til I say

Serve him good with no tip

Really wet, so don't slip

Want a glass of this drip

Look, call me an Uber, I'll pull up the app

Drunk off the men, there's no drivin', that's bad

I feel so good when I start actin' bad

Dance on a cop, I keep shakin' my ass

Ecstasy without drugs

Next to me in this club

We don't wanna be bored

We just wanna have fun

Nights like this (Like this)

Weed and the liquor I mix (Like this)

Like when I lick my lips (Like this)

Might just dip my hips

Nights like this (Like this)

I won't hit the brakes (Like this)

Might just catch a case (Like this)

We can raise the stakes

Nights like this (Like this)

They wanna study my moves (Like this)

They wanna hang with the crew (Like this)

They can't do what I do

Nights like this (Like this)

Need another shot, I'm drunk (Like this)

Stay up 'til the sun (Like this)

We know how to have fun (Like this)

Freaky and nasty, I'm havin' a threesome with Keisha and Tammy (Yeah, yeah)

We in Miami, the pussy is sweet, gotta meet in the candy (Yeah, yeah)

I'm in the moment, we livin' for now, we ain't gettin' no younger

Do what I wanna, have sex with a stranger, I gave him my number

Get to movin', he sayin' he miss me

Actin' clueless, he callin' me Brittany

Lips are puckered, he comin' to kiss me

Not a sucker, but he wanna lick me

Ecstasy without drugs

Next to me in this club

We don't wanna be bored

We just wanna have fun

Nights like this (Like this)

Weed and the liquor I mix (Like this)

Like when I lick my lips (Like this)

Might just dip my hips

Nights like this (Like this)

I won't hit the brakes (Like this)

Might just catch a case (Like this)

We can raise the stakes

Nights like this (Like this)

They wanna study my moves (Like this)

They wanna hang with the crew (Like this)

They can't do what I do

Nights like this (Like this)

Need another shot, I'm drunk (Like this)

Stay up 'til the sun (Like this)

We know how to have fun (Like this)

Is That Right lyrics - Iggy Azalea & BIA

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

AJ ruin everything, he in here

[Iggy Azalea:]

Iggy got the sauce, come and taste it in the kitchen

Look inside my heart, bet you can't find any feelings

Hit it all night, got no time for intermission

Fall in love, I'm a drug, you might need an intervention

Men inside my mentions shoot they shot but they keep missin'

Take me on vacation, fuck you think? You must be trippin'

All my haters got 'em shakin' in my presence like it's Christmas

Put a mistletoe above my ass for you to kiss it

Now, is that right?

Ho, is that right?

Heard they catchin' up to me, ho, is that right?

Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?

You could never fuck with me on my bad night

Huh, is that right?

Ho, is that right?

You the one to knock me off, now is that right?

Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right

Bitches bent all out of shape when I pull up in Bentley truck

Tired of paparazzi, but I'm fly, so I don't give a fuck

Drive a hundred, let my window down, and throw some hunnids out

Pop up on a bitch, like "What's all that shit you talkin' 'bout?"

Colder than the winter but I'm shinin' like the sun

Got designer on my body, got designer for my son

I ain't worry 'bout the press

I can see you pressed, you a mess

Watch your mouth 'fore I'm at you bitches' neck, yeah

[Iggy Azalea (BIA):]

Now, is that right?

Ho, is that right?

Heard they catchin' up to me, ho, is that right?

Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?

You could never fuck with me on my bad night

Huh, is that right?

Ho, is that right?

You the one to knock me off, now is that right?

Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right (BIA, BIA)

[BIA:]

You think I'm trippin' off a bitch, then boy, you really don't know me

I just been kickin' bitches off this rap shit, I'm a bully

Bigger dog and big homie, ain't no flaw in my Rollie

Heard it all, then seen it all and ain't not talkin', just show me

Ah shit, where the fuck was I when they got all rich? (Got all rich)

Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch, you know my palm itch

Matchin' gifts with Iggy so he make it to my call list (Cash)

Nasty with my bitches, now he askin' for ménages (Uh)

Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me

I got all this money on me, but please, don't ask me (Cash)

All this gas I'm smokin' make my vocals so raspy (Cash)

I been hearin' bitches gossip but it go past me, yeah

[Iggy Azalea:]

Now, is that right?

Ho, is that right? (Bitch)

Heard they catchin' up to me, ho, is that right?

Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?

You could never fuck with me on my bad night

Huh, is that right?

Ho, is that right?

You the one to knock me off, now is that right?

Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right

Woke Up (Diamonds) lyrics - Iggy Azalea

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds (SCALEZ)

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

AJ ruin everything, he in here

Shining, thinking about them diamonds

Seat can't recline 'cause a bitch really grinding

Baby, I'm a star, in the sky you can find me

Brand new watch, is that called perfect timing?

Reverse and rewind it, drop it down low, let me stop

Hater cry a river while I toast on a yacht

Boat leave the dock, on the coast of Dubai

Eeny, meeny, miney, moe, which coat do I buy?

Shop 'til I drop, then I board a helicop'

To a black SUV, escort from a cop

I'm a boss, easy like an escort from the block

Bite style, I'll sue your ass in the court 'till you rot

I'm a menace, start a problem, gotta finish

Tried to pull me down, now I push it to the limit

Everything is major, do the grind independent

Went to sleep, had a dream that I bought myself a pendant, like

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Flawless, looking like a boss, I'm exhausted from all this

Talking about I lost it, enough with the gossip

It's awful, I'm nauseous because this is off, bitch

You don't got a office, you coughin', you sick

Please do me a favor and get off of my dick

Got a Now and Later for the charms on my wrist (Wrist)

Lucky charms, I'm a star, going hard on a bitch

Blow trees, sip a drink

In the breeze, in the shade

Nails done, hair done

New weave, gettin' laid

Bad bitch out the kennel

Bad dick, don't remember

Hold it down for the women

My gender my agenda

Signed a hundred million, why you staring? Take a picture

Wanna take a trip to Heaven? Well, the path is through a zipper

Ate me like a pretzel but don't ever get it twisted

Iggy-Igg, you know what it is

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Woke up, gotta get it

Ain't been broke in a minute

Blew smoke in the kitchen

Time costs, I'ma spend it

I woke up, gotta get it

Ain't been broke in a minute

I blew smoke in the kitchen

Time costs, I'ma spend it

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

When I woke up I was thinkin' 'bout them diamonds

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta go mining

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds

XXXTRA lyrics - Iggy Azalea

AJ ruin everything, he in here

Neck cold, gimme frostbite

Tattoo EverBlack, sweatsuit and it's Off-White

Clearport, 'bout to hop flight

Talk shit like you a raw bitch, you cannot fight

Big bag got 'em big mad

New whip, blue smoke, watch me zig-zag

Hold up, big gas give 'em whiplash

I sold fifty million records on you bitch-ass hoes, I'm well off

Whispers from the ground, I heard I fell off

Landed on top of the world

I sped off in somethin' that cost more than your life

Real boss, my car just ignore any price

Troll for the likes, no control on the mic

I'm a pro, let 'em know when I rollin' the dice

Toes drippin' ice and your throat gettin' sliced

For any bitch who wanna disrespect Iggy Iggs

Extra

Ten chains and and rings 'cause I'm extra

Ran out of drink, I got extra

You wanna hang, pay me extra

Lames out my section, yeah, bitch, I'm extra

See through the fakes, I can't text ya

Leak nudes and end world depression

Big jewels bigger than Texas

Rich like I robbed a bank

Pull up driveway and my house is big

Watch on each arm, you know what time it is

Keep a chef on my left, make the rice on the right

Got a plate full of steak, a'ight? A'ight

How much it cost, does it hurt to ask?

Keep a Birkin bag, get my Birkin bag

And it hurt to laugh 'cause my stomach full

I get wined and dined, I got shine on shine

Keep a chain on chain, scroll through my contacts

I got names on names that could change your life

And it's rare in this game to sustain the hype

And I'll buy another pair if I stain the Nikes

Around a bum, never hang, it could drain your light

Overcame everything 'cause I paid the price

On a stage out in Spain with my face on a train

Wouldn't trade with a lame, you can save advice

Extra

Ten chains and and rings 'cause I'm extra

Ran out of drink, I got extra

You wanna hang, pay me extra

Lames out my section, yeah, bitch, I'm extra

See through the fakes, I can't text ya

Leak nudes and end world depression

Big jewels bigger than Texas

Rich like I robbed a bank

Peach Body lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Damn, Pliz

There go your tag

Hopped on a plane, Louis bag with the Louis frame

Hopped on a jet, flight attendant, I don't know her name

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

We gon' link, tell my jeweller need another chain

Ass poppin' pokin' out tell 'em make it rain

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

Look, I'm a Wonder Woman, fuck a Superman and his cape

Stay in ATL, got a Georgia peach you could taste

Can you rock the boat? Come and take a dive in the lake

Can you stay afloat? Put this water slide on your face

Lookin' like a snack, he can't take his eyes off the plate

You want somethin' sweet? Come and get a slice of the cake

Grippin' on my waist, hurry up, no time to waste

Can you hit it hard? Film it all, put it on a tape

You don't like the way I'm livin'

Catchin' flights, not catchin' feelings

Wanna wife me? It's unlikely, I be pimpin'

Pricey, this expensive

Yeah, he like me, I don't miss him

I'm your type and on my life, this might be different, yeah

Hopped on a plane, Louis bag with the Louis frame

Hopped on a jet, flight attendant, I don't know her name

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

We gon' link, tell my jeweller need another chain

Ass poppin' pokin' out tell 'em make it rain

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

I'm a Barbie doll, who gon' be my Ken?

Your life ain't workin' out, that's why I gotta' drop a gem

He wanna shoot his shot at me, but can you hit the rim?

It'd take a leap of faith for you to jump in my DM

I'm in public with the Louis luggage just to get some food

I could break the internet if I decide to leak my nudes, uh

Pull up in a 'Rari, burn my tires while I zoom

I might dress up in designer, meet a client on a Zoom

Mention me with greatness, I'm richer than my haters

Take your salary and leave it as a tip for any waiter

I'm a trip and not vacation

I don't miss 'cause I'm amazin'

I should probably run for President

My tits could save a nation, hold up

Hopped on a plane, Louis bag with the Louis frame

Hopped on a jet, flight attendant, I don't know her name

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

We gon' link, tell my jeweller need another chain

Ass poppin' pokin' out tell 'em make it rain

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

Would you like a taste? (Ooh)

Got no time to waste (Ayy)

Get a drip of honey, let me put it on your face

Would you like a taste?

Got no time to waste

Get a drip of honey let me put it on your face, uh

Hopped on a plane, Louis bag with the Louis frame

Hopped on a jet, flight attendant, I don't know her name

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

We gon' link, tell my jeweller need another chain

Ass poppin' pokin' out tell 'em make it rain

Got that peach body, you a hottie and you on flame, uh

Peach body, honey-sweet sugar cane

Sex On The Beach lyrics - Iggy Azalea & Sophia Scott

[Sophia Scott:]

Come on and give me all your flavour

Something salty, something sweet

We be on our worst behaviour

'Cause we're young and wild and free

Only skin and sweat between us

You're like honey on a breeze

We mix so good together

Just like sex on the beach

[Iggy Azalea:]

Calling my line, party outside

Top of the hill, Hollywood sign

Sex on the beach, no stress, have a drink

I laugh on a boat, shake ass to the beat

Smile at the moon as we get lost

Lose my towel in the room, time to rinse off

Crowd by the pool, we been on ten

Hope this night don't end, yeah

Stranger hold hands, club, we slow dance

Strip in the room, might try to pole dance

Found my match, lost in the moment

The one night stand feel like a romance

Jump off a yacht, hit the ocean

Get drunk and lost in the potion

You find your heart, leave it open

Deep like the sea, let that soak in

[Sophia Scott:]

Come on and give me all your flavour

Something salty, something sweet

We be on our worst behaviour

'Cause we're young and wild and free

Only skin and sweat between us

You're like honey on a breeze

We mix so good together

Just like sex on the beach

[Iggy Azalea:]

Dance with the rose for my necklace

Camera pull out, I pose for a second

Yeah, life what you make it

Lie down, tell the truth while we naked

We go out till the sun come up

I'ma shoot my shot like a gun go bust

You on top, I'm 'bout to climax

Beat that up like a drummer hi-hat

IMAX movie filmed in my bed

Juicy, too sweet, you should try that

You need room key, you should slide back home

Music turned up like, this my song

Be a freak for you, have a drink or two

I can reach the peak when I think of you

Spend our life together, from a night together

Right now feel like forever

[Sophia Scott:]

Come on and give me all your flavour

Something salty, something sweet

We be on our worst behaviour

'Cause we're young and wild and free

Only skin and sweat between us

You're like honey on a breeze

We mix so good together

Just like sex on the beach

[Iggy Azalea:]

What's it gonna take just to make you mine?

I don't wanna waste time being polite

Fuck me good, I'ma hit rewind

Fuck me twice, it's a hell of a night

What's it gonna take just to make you mine?

I don't wanna waste time being polite

Fuck me good, I'ma hit rewind

Fuck me twice, it's a hell of a night

[Sophia Scott:]

Come on and give me all your flavour (Give me all your flavour)

Something salty, something sweet

We be on our worst behaviour

'Cause we're young and wild and free

Only skin and sweat between us

You're like honey on a breeze

We mix so good together

Just like sex on the beach

Sex on the beach, mm-mm

Sex on the beach

Good Times With Bad People lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Gone with the wind, callin' your name

Me and my sins, one and the same

One and the same, one and the same

Pour me a shot, drink 'til I faint

What did I do? Lost in a maze

Outta the blue, covered in shame

Covered in shame, covered in shame

Run into flames, now we all stuck

If you're thinkin' it'll last, it won't

Sounds sweet in the mornin', it don't

Know you want me to feel, but I won't

If you're thinkin' 'bout callin', then

I'm not the good type, I'm not your housewife

Love you for one night, I do what I like

Here for a good time, not for a long time

You need a good girl, I'm just a good time

Starin' at the phone, waitin' for a text that I don't want

Hate your presence a little less than I hate to be alone

Can't remember what I did, you a face I won't forget

Not because you're somethin' special, you're just tied to my regret

Walkin' through the sand, fallin' through a hourglass

Felt forever in a flash only when a hour passed

Feelings deep inside I'm not harborin' for you

It's a feeling that I wasted precious days from all my youth

If you're thinkin' it'll last, it won't

Sounds sweet in the mornin', it don't

Know you want me to feel, but I won't

If you're thinkin' 'bout callin', then

I'm not the good type, I'm not your housewife

Love you for one night, I do what I like

Here for a good time, not for a long time

You need a good girl, I'm just a good time

I don't think you should call my phone

'Cause the truth get told when the drink too strong

I don't think you should call no more

I'ma block your phone, I can't get involved

I don't think you should call my phone

'Cause the truth get told when the drink too strong

I don't think you should call no more

I'ma block your phone, I can't get involved

If you're thinkin' it'll last, it won't

Sounds sweet in the mornin', it don't

Know you want me to feel, but I won't

If you're thinkin' 'bout callin', then

I'm not the good type, I'm not your housewife

Love you for one night, I do what I like

Here for a good time, not for a long time

You need a good girl, I'm just a good time

Day 3 In Miami (End Of An Era) lyrics - Iggy Azalea & Ellise

I'm a mess, got a dirty text comin' from my ex

Must protect all my energy from people I regret

Spendin' time with, I can't align with these type of men

Lose the high, I don't feel alive, now I'm feelin' bad

Red bottom heel from my toes broken down

Big red nose for my face, I'm a clown

Five missed calls, I'ma get pissed off

'Bout to get revenge, fuck your friend and block

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end (Oh yeah)

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Burnout comin', burnout comin'

I was turned up, now I'm turned out from it

Escape the hole, headache for sure

Liquor in my liver, damn, my man ain't the most

Down for me, I'll drown in a tub full of tears

Drive on the highway, slide with the wheel

Rearview, throw a middle finger up high

Gotta leave the starship behind, man, I'm

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

I'm so high, I hate to come down

Why can't I just turn shit around?

I'm so high, I hate to come down

Why can't I just turn shit around?

I burnt out the drinks, I burnt out the friends

I burnt out the candle and both they ends

I'm burnt on the sex, I'm burnt on the men

The lights turnin' on, the flames 'bout to dim

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end (Oh yeah)

Party's gotta end

Party's gotta end

Fuck, why's my phone low? So fuckin' dumb

N.Y.E. lyrics - Iggy Azalea & Alice Chater

(Scalez)

(AJ ruin everything, he in here)

[Alice Chater:]

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

[Iggy Azalea:]

New Year, I hope to move on

From all you hoes, I move from

All the men that talk big

Your dick is small like your goals

Big lies come out your big mouth

Dance 'round the truth like a TikTok

You found new ways to get lost

Go hard, just like my wrist watch

Fireworks ain't the same now

Running game and it's played out

Hate the fact you an asshole

Confetti falling the blackhole

Shed a tear and it's tattooed

You don't like me, well, that's cool

I don't like you either, wasn't nice to meet you

[Alice Chater:]

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

[Iggy Azalea:]

Yeah

Last night feel like my past life

Red eye, just like my last flight

Stressed out, I stuck my neck out

Goodbye, I'm 'bout to head out

Raise glass, let's have a toast

Celebrate your demise

My resolution for this brand new year

Leave your ass behind

Uh, one problem I don't need

Play the game, don't coach me

Made a name, I won't leave

Greater stage for nosebleeds, that's facts

Deal with that, you text my line and I took a nap

Left you, I'm not coming back

Go cry on the internet, bitch

[Alice Chater:]

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

Hopes up

Three, two and one

Countdown, until we're done

Hopes up

Three, two and one

Countdown, until we're done

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

You're just like New Year's Eve

Disappointing me

Feeling fucking great

Why you gotta give me something to celebrate?

Then take that away

Babe, you're dropping the ball

Sip It lyrics - Iggy Azalea & Tyga

[Iggy Azalea:]

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Got it on smash

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

OG Parker

Fuck him on top, big boob, no trainin' bra (Yeah)

Big boss bitch, I could get you a new car (Yeah)

Fuck him in them Saint Laurent heels, he said I'm too tall (Yeah)

Wanna wife me up, I go silent and say, "Ha-ha-ha"

Uber on the way, he said can he stay? (Stay)

Don't pull in my garage, Rolls Royce in driveway (Way)

I don't got no time though to beef on no vinyl

I'm countin' my baggies, you hoes wanna be viral

Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, Richard on my arm

Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won't leave me alone

Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, hair thirty inches long

Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam, ayy

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ha)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it

Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won't leave me alone

Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam (Yeah)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it

Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won't leave me alone

Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

[Tyga:]

Hold up, ayy

Fuck her from the back, I'm a dog, bitch, I'm too raw (Ayy)

Tom Ford drawers on my balls, bitches kiss the paws (Ayy)

I don't dive in wet pussy, bitch, I cannonball (Splash)

I serve these hoes, no, bitch, I don't play volleyball

Let's play a game, cash or the fame? (Fame)

She fucked me good, she might get a chain (Chain)

I don't got no time, ho

Let's fuck now, I leave tomorrow (Bitch)

Got a Birkin bag, hundred on the tags

Strippers poppin' ass, throwin' car notes (Woo)

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, drop the fuckin' top

Let me do my thing, make it rain on this fuckin' thot

This is why I'm hot, in Miami, make that temper drop

Lick a lollipop, suck me dry 'til it's not a drop (Bitch)

[Iggy Azalea:]

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ayy)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)

Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won't leave me alone

Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam (Yeah)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it

Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won't leave me alone

Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Sip this pussy like it's Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Posh Spice lyrics - Iggy Azalea

I'm smiling on the inside. I feel that I have a responsibility to the fashion community

Woke up feeling like Posh Spice

Only wear black and I'm not nice

Get what I want I don't ask twice

Look good but I'm still the bad guy (Yeah)

Mean stare, got resting bitch face

I'm real as fuck but my tits fake (So?)

Every bad bitch wanna kiss me

Wanna know how my man dick taste

Ooh, that's triflin', you faded, I might be

Cool, I'm icy, my neck froze, they bite me

Give no fuck, bitch I'm Posh Spice

Fill my cup, bitch, I'm Posh Spice

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Cold out, fit, bitch I'm Posh Spice

I'm that bitch, call me, "Posh Spice"

Got us some' for the highlights

Got us some' for the highlights

Wrist so loud so I don't talk much

Black high heel, when I walk, I strut

Stone cold bitch, try to call my bluff

Sharks in the pool 'cause I'm rich as fuck

Here's a couple quid, if you really broke (Yikes)

Might've said sorry, not really though (Nice)

Sextape, let's make a video

Send a private link on Vimeo

Ooh, that's triflin', you faded, I might be

Cool, I'm icy, my neck froze, they bite me

Give no fuck, bitch I'm Posh Spice

Fill my cup, bitch, I'm Posh Spice

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Cold out, fit, bitch I'm Posh Spice

I'm that bitch, call me, "Posh Spice"

Got us some' for the highlights

Got us some' for the highlights

I'm hot (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to my world, I'm spicy (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to my world, bitch, I'm spicy (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to my world, I'm spicy (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to my world, bitch, I'm spicy (Ooh-ooh)

Ooh, that's triflin', you faded, I might be

Cool, I'm icy, my neck froze, they bite me

Give no fuck, bitch I'm Posh Spice

Fill my cup, bitch, I'm Posh Spice

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Brand new truck, fuck the stoplight

Cold out, fit, bitch I'm Posh Spice

I'm that bitch, call me, "Posh Spice"

Got us some' for the highlights

Got us some' for the highlights

EP: Wicked Lips (2019)

• Lola
• Not Important
• The Girls
• Personal Problem 

Lola lyrics - Iggy Azalea & Alice Chater

[Alice Chater:]

Loaded gun, that's how she feels

Hard as stone, she aims to kill

She hides her fears and burns it all

You can't get even, you'll be lost

I'm saying, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey

[Iggy Azalea:]

I love drama and rumors

I like talking my shit

Can't stop cuttin' people off

Get my scissors, lil' bitch

I just keep laughin' at your pain, no Novocaine

Need a padded room and chains, I'm out my brain

Might need a straitjacket

'Cause all my thoughts are doin' backflips

Look, I'm pretty, I'm petty, I pop like confetti

'Cause shit can get deadly, so don't make me jelly

I been on my worse, I let bridges burn

You hoes never learn, you scared, go to church

Don't open your mouth, I'm a jawbreaker

Been in car chases, I'm a lawbreaker

I'm insane, might regret it later

But don't you love my bad behavior? (Yeah)

[Iggy Azalea & Alice Chater:]

You love how I hold grudges

Might throw some punches

But you're not judgin', I'm your psycho

You love how I talk crazy, then call you "Baby"

No, you can't tame me, I'm your type though

[Alice Chater:]

I'm saying, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey

[Iggy Azalea:]

I'm a angel and a demon

Happy when I act the meanest

I think like all my nights are sleepless

This feels like paradise and dreamin'

He said, "Lola, girl, you're evil''

Well, maybe you the reason

If I'm alive, it's killing season

Might choke you 'til you're barely breathin'

Look, I'm loca, la vida loca, no controlla

I'm colder than Nova Scotia, Minnesota

Ain't sober, don't get me started

Got a motor, my motive is bipolar, thought I told ya

Cutthroat, yeah, I'm hard to handle

Got a short fuse, don't light my candle

Might tell a lie just to start a scandal

I'm a loose cannon with a lot of ammo (Yeah)

[Iggy Azalea & Alice Chater:]

You love how I hold grudges

Might throw some punches

But you're not judgin', I'm your psycho

You love how I talk crazy, then call you "Baby"

No, you can't tame me, I'm your type though

[Alice Chater:]

I'm saying, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey

[Alice Chater (Iggy Azalea):]

Lola, I don't blame you

I'm the same as you

Just don't let 'em change you

Or tighten up your screws

(Yeah, I'ma do it my way or the highway)

(Lookin' at you sideways in a valet)

(Always thought the wrong way was the right way)

(Like to see my side piece on a Sunday)

Na na na, slow down, slow down

La la la, my playground, playground

(Yeah, I'ma do it my way or the highway)

(Lookin' at you sideways in a valet)

(Always thought the wrong way was the right way)

(Like to see my side piece on a Sunday, yeah)

[Alice Chater:]

I'm saying, hey, Lola

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola, hey, Lola (Oh)

She can get a little jealous, oh, loca

She can be a drama, but her soul is pure

Drowns in tears, but keeps on shining (Oh)

Just keep on shining

Oh, Lola, Lola

Not Important lyrics - Iggy Azalea

We are not the same

Joke's on you, Damon Wayans

Pussy so sweet, candy cane

40-inch mane, nails lookin' like purple rain

I'll be in the back screamin', "Money ain't a thing"

You be in the front lookin' bummy, you a lame

You broke, crashed on me, it's a shame

Hold up, I think I've seen this before

No bags when he leave out the store

Hold up, I think I've seen this before

Gucci belt, but he sleep on the floor

Every night, you need a new alibi

I see right through your disguise

This ain't what you advertise

Goodbye

You not important

No doubt, I can't endorse it

Slow down, ain't gotta force it

Keep tryna paint that portrait

Know this, you not important

Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you

Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important)

Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you

Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you

You-you are not me

Pockets ain't greased, Sandra Dee

Dubai on a shopping spree

First class seat

Had to catch a wave overseas

You tellin' true lies, I ain't Jamie Lee

You gotta pay the fee

Hold up, you took a swing and you missed

Outside 'cause you ain't on the list

Hold up, I see that thing on your wrist

Real Presi's ain't supposed to tick, bitch

Every night, you need a new alibi

I see right through your disguise

This ain't what you advertise

Goodbye

You not important

No doubt, I can't endorse it

Slow down, ain't gotta force it

Keep tryna paint that portrait

Know this, you not important

Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you

Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important)

Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you

Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you

Ya'll don't call the shots that I do

All y'all birdies fly to my coupe

Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do

Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes

Ya'll don't call the shots that I do

All y'all birdies fly to my coupe

Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do

Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes

Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you

Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you

Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you

Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you

The Girls lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Pabllo Vittar)

[Pabllo Vittar:]

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

[Iggy Azalea:]

I could be a bitch and a beast

I could be a witch, nothin' sweet

I could be your blue jean dream

Or I could be a rude guillotine

If you ain't comin' correct, know that shit gettin' addressed

I might just come to collect in my heels and a dress

Caution, I be flossin', bossin', Rick Ross-in'

You look exhausted, I'm awesome

I'm sorry, not sorry, you lookin' real salty

My shape like a Barbie, I kill shit, no warning

Wait, I don't need a reminder

But mirror on the wall, won't you tell me who the finest?

It's Iggy, I'm the one who they envy

They watch me so much, I should prolly win an Emmy, Iggy

[Pabllo Vittar:]

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

[Iggy Azalea:]

If I speak my mind, I lose money

If I cross your line, you take from me

So I say I'm fine when it's ugly

Throw out all my dirt, you get muddy

Why the real girl gotta be the bad guy?

'Cause the truth hits hard, that's a black eye

You must not want to hear my opinion

Twist my words when I say how I'm feelin'

Hide my tears under your glass ceiling

All your fears wrapped up in my linen

I wash it, the world is sick, cold and nauseous

Oh shit, they sell the dream like it's flawless

Yeah, and I bought the lies with the Lexus

Damn, I'm just as surprised as the next bitch

[Pabllo Vittar:]

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

Put the love in the front and the hate in the back, yeah

[Iggy Azalea:]

Bad girls, live your life

Don't apologize (No)

Bad girls, don't play nice

Say what's on your mind (Mind)

Good girls are a lie

Like boys who take their time (Time)

So go, girl, live your life

Don't apologize (No)

[Pabllo Vittar:]

It's the girls against the world these days

It's the world against the girls these days

Even girls against the girls these days

But all the girls, all the girls, all the girls gonna be okay

Personal Problem lyrics - Iggy Azalea

I'll be the bad guy if that makes you happy

Don't smile in my face, and no, don't at me

I mean, if you're broke, you're not in the conversation

Time is money, I don't get paid for my patience

You shootin' shots like free throws

You ain't even hit me once, bitch, reload

Winnin' at life, this shit feeling like a cheat code

You goin' downhill, you need a ski pole, ho

I'm the one, you in last place, bitch

You a mouse in a rat race, sis

Money over bitches what I mean

Ice cold veins real in my blood stream

Vendetta, whatever, whenever

Any level 'cause I can turn into a devil

We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal

I ain't playin' games, all scores get settled

Oh, it must suck to be you (You)

Bad luck losers go lose (Lose)

I'm not actin' brand new

It is what it is, I do what I do

Attitude on, bitch, fuck bein' nice (Nice)

Don't like me? I'm not surprised

Live your life, please, don't watch mine

Oh, you mad? I don't know why

That sound like a personal problem

That sound like a personal problem

I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom

That sound like a personal problem

Woke up this morning and I'm still rich

Pushin' my buttons, it ain't nothin' but a kill switch

All you bitches fake. Look at me and see the realest

I ain't never trippin', but you hoes need a field trip

Back up if I act up

You'll be looking for some backup, get your racks up

Big bank like mack trucks blowin' stacks, yup

Keep dancin' 'round that issue, that'll get you tapped up

You're not lit, I'll blow out your candle

Play your cards, do you wanna gamble?

Look, in they eyes, I'm the one they wanna see

You can't ride the wave 'cause the water too deep

Vendetta, whatever, whenever

Any level 'cause I can turn into a devil

We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal

I ain't playin' games, all scores, get settled

Oh, it must suck to be you (You)

Bad luck losers go lose (Lose)

I'm not actin' brand new

It is what it is, I do what I do

Attitude on, bitch, fuck bein' nice (Nice)

Don't like me? I'm not surprised

Live your life, please, don't watch mine

Oh, you mad? I don't know why

That sound like a personal problem

That sound like a personal problem

I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom

That sound like a personal problem

(Problem) Oh, it must suck to be you

Bad luck losers go lose

(Problem) I'm not actin' brand new

It is what it is, I do what I do

In My Defense (2019)

• Thanks I Get
• Clap Back
• Sally Walker
• Hoemita
• Started
• Spend It
• Fuck It Up
• Big Bag
• Comme Des Garcons
• Freak Of The Week
• Just Wanna
• Pussy Pop 

Thanks I Get lyrics - Iggy Azalea

J White I need a beat

J White I need a beat I

J White I need a

J White I need a beat I can go off on (Ooh)

I'm the one that kept it cool

With all you bitches

I'm the one that's 'bout to school all of you bitches

I'm the one that had to show you how to grind

I'm the one and only, I'm one of a kind

I'm the one that kept it real from the jump

I'm the one that showed these bitches how to stunt

And this the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

This the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

I'm the one to hit the news on you bitches

Debut at number one and number two on you bitches

Matter fact, as I recall, I hit that ooh on you bitches

Counting blues, fuck checkers

Went chess moves on you bitches, hello

I remember day one and every single face that was there

This bitch rare

Six inches inching up the stairs

Seven years here, still can't no bitch can compare

And even though there's all these little me's everywhere

I'm the one that kept it cool with all you bitches

I'm the one that's 'bout to school all of you bitches

I'm the one that had to show you how to grind

I'm the one and only, I'm one of a kind

I'm the one that kept it real from the jump

I'm the one that showed these bitches how to stunt

And this the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

This the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

I'm the motherfucking truth, ayy, if I do say

Name stay in bitches mouths like they got a toothache

I be mindin' my own business, I don't need a suitcase

Pockets pregnant, everybody askin' me my due date

I'm just saying I'm the one, let's keep it real

I'm that child's mother, baby, this really no big reveal

I'm the one that made it possible for you to get a deal

I'm the one that fixed your plate

I'm the one that gave you a meal

Let me make myself clear

I'm the one that kept it cool with all you bitches

I'm the one that's 'bout to school all of you bitches

I'm the one that had to show you how to grind

I'm the one and only, I'm one of a kind

I'm the one that kept it real from the jump

I'm the one that showed these bitches how to stunt

And this the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

This the muhfuckin' thanks I get?

I'm the one that kept it cool with all you bitches

(Cool with all you bitches)

I'm the one that had to show you how to grind

I'm one of a kind

Clap Back lyrics - Iggy Azalea

J White, I need a beat I can go off on (Ooh)

'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat

They be saying Iggy tryna act black

Hatin' broke hoes get laughed at

All they do is cap like snapbacks

He hit me up, he said he having flashbacks

You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack

Gimme 50 feet bitch, back, back

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

I-G-G, play with that girl

I'm gon' get on your head like a snapback

Bad bitch, got a bag, and her body stacked like flapjacks

AP cost 21, no blackjack (Oh)

I can make the dealer bust (Uh)

And I could give a fuck who ain't feelin' us (No)

Brand new range in the driveway

Squattin' on Forgis, no shoestring, sittin' up

10 bank accounts and all of them got to fillin' up

You gone, but the home girl (What?) is a millionaire (Uh)

Got Ben Fran in a choke hold 'til he tap out

Know these broke hoes feel like giving up

Hey, still litty on 'em

Pigeon-toed, thick form girl, that mean Iggy on 'em

Need a bad boy 'cause I'm tryna go Diddy on him

I don't even have to say shit right here and I shitted on 'em

'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat

They be saying Iggy tryna act black

Hatin' broke hoes get laughed at

All they do is cap like snapbacks

He hit me up, he said he having flashbacks

You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack

Gimme 50 feet bitch, back, back

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

They call me racist

Only thing I like is green and blue faces

None of my exes could say that I'm crazy

We not the same, baby, you shop at Macy's

Take a pic and then go say that we date

If they don't got a story, I swear they gon' make it

No more questions, I ain't giving no statements

The shots I send back do not come with a chaser

Heard 'em say that I got dropped from the label

But that did not happen, please stop all that capping

I'm clapping, I'm off now, I own all my masters

My downfall, they pray on that shit like a pastor

I love all my haters, I'm being sarcastic

I left, but I'm 'bout to bounce back like elastic

Fuck all these other bitches, I'm the baddest

From now on, you can call me Iggy the savage

'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat

They be saying Iggy tryna act black

Hatin' broke hoes get laughed at

All they do is cap like snapbacks

He hit me up, he said he having flashbacks

You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack

Gimme 50 feet bitch, back, back

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Ooh)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

Clap back (Ooh), clap back (Yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

(Clap back, clap back, clap back, clap back)

(Clap back, clap back, yeah)

(Clap back, clap back, clap back, clap back)

(Clap back, clap back, yeah)

I got time today, I'm finna clap back

Sally Walker lyrics - Iggy Azalea

J. White, I need a beat, I can go off on (Ooh)

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

I said go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), stop (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), drop (Go)

Lil Sally Walker, uh, shake it proper, uh

Bend it over, make it wobble, uh, got a lotta buns

Pick it up and drop it, uh, for the proper funds

Anything to make the profit come, get them dollars, hon'

Add that shit up just like mathematics

If you do it for free, then it's ass backwards

All of you bitches is mad at me

Pro'ly mad 'cause you ain't in my tax bracket

You bitches is broker than glass crackin'

You ain't gon' do shit, you just act ratchet

Play with me, you gon' get backhanded

I toot it up and look back at it

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

I said go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), stop (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), drop (Go)

Watch me throw it back and toot it, they love how I do it, uh

I'm the truth, you can't refuse it, plus my body's stupid, uh

He wasn't even shot by Cupid, but your dude's a groupie, uh

You would think it's gettin' evicted how my booty movin' (yeah)

Better yet, I need a U-Haul

One of a kind, I don't do malls

These bitches talk more than group calls

Shut the fuck up with them loose walls

Matter fact, I'm not gon' go back and forth

With you bitches like Duval and Snoop Dogg

These bitches front like a new bra

Don't get your ass dragged like RuPaul

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

Lil Sally Walker, walkin' down the street

She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me

I said go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), stop (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go)

Do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go)

Go on, girl, do yo thang (Go), do yo thang (Go), drop (Go)

Go, go, go

Go, go, go (Do yo thang, stop)

Go, go, go

Go, go, go (Do yo thang, drop)

Hoemita lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Iggy Azalea (Lil Yachty):]

Face down (Go)

Back it up (Ayy)

Drop it

Drop it down low, then pop it

[Iggy Azalea:]

Face down (Face down), ass up (Ass up)

Back it up (Back it up), drop it (Drop it)

Slim thick (Slim thick), big butt (Big butt)

Tatted up (Tatted up), pop it (Pop it)

Throw it back (Throw it back), bounce dat ass (Bounce dat ass)

Make it clap (Make it clap), drop it (Drop it)

Do the splits (Do the splits), you the shit (You the shit)

Drop it down low, then pop it

I-G-G-Y, VIP, I'm very important (Uh)

Girl you need to chill, stop lookin' at my heels

You know you can't afford 'em (Nah)

Check out my figure, I'm flyer than a bitch

And I ain't even boardin' (Nah)

Been on my shit, 'bout to twerk on this dick

With my tongue out like Jordan (Ugh)

Baby, I do what I want, and you only do what you can

Came to the spot just to fuck it up

And I know that I'ma stick to the plan, yeah

He wanna put cuffs on my hands

'Cause I make it clap like I sit in the stands

He tryna lock me up all because I made it drop

Like it slipped out my hands (Woo)

[Iggy Azalea {Lil Yachty}:]

Face down (Face down), ass up (Ass up)

Back it up (Back it up), drop it (Drop it)

Slim thick (Slim thick), big butt (Big butt)

Tatted up (Tatted up), pop it (Pop it)

Throw it back (Throw it back), bounce dat ass (Bounce dat ass)

Make it clap (Make it clap), drop it (Drop it)

Do the splits (Do the splits), you the shit (You the shit, {Lil Boat})

Drop it down low, then pop it {Go}

[Lil Yachty:]

Pop it just like soda, whip it like yola

Got a bitch named Dakota, she kinda older

Got me hard like a boulder, get neck like shoulders

I'm on side it like Folgers, need you to focus

Niggas can't afford to focus, that's why they drive it

Niggas came in with pistols, ain't had to hide 'em

Niggas lookin' for hoes, we already got 'em

Told her fuck with the kid like a bully

Told the gang come in deep as a gully (Go)

Got the jet by the water like Sully

They can't stand it, I move like a bandit

Getting ate like a sandwich, my sweater is hand-stitched

In the 4-88, I'm with mad Mitch

In the back of the 'Bach with a bad bitch

Niggas hate when I win, it's the same shit

Niggas honkin' they horn when I lane switch, skrrt (Skrrt)

They get dangerous

My young nigga, they don't know what danger is

Play with Boat, it get sketch as a stranger is

It's dramatic as manga is

I don't know how to fight, but I know what a banger is

Bitch, it's Boat, I need more credit

Turned this beat to a diabetic

Look, let's go (Lil Boat)

[Iggy Azalea {Lil Yachty}:]

Face down (Face down), ass up (Ass up)

Back it up (Back it up), drop it (Drop it)

Slim thick (Slim thick), big butt (Big butt)

Tatted up (Tatted up), pop it (Pop it, {ayy})

Throw it back (Throw it back), bounce dat ass (Bounce dat ass)

Make it clap (Make it clap), drop it (Drop it)

Do the splits (Do the splits), you the shit (You the shit)

Drop it down low, then pop it

Drop it down low, then pop it

Drop it down low, then pop it

Face down, ass up, back it up, drop it

(I bet you love me now)

Drop it, drop it

(I bet you love me now)

Drop it down low, then pop it

Started lyrics - Iggy Azalea

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

Ayy, bitch, they lookin' at me, they not lookin' at you

I don't mean to be rude, I'm a ten, you a two

He be blowin' me up like a fuckin' balloon

I just tell him give me space like the man on the moon

You know that I'm the best, is that why you depressed?

Say you gettin' a check, girl, you be frontin' like breasts

I look good for myself, I got no one to impress

You better ask your GPS, I ain't the one to address

Lil' bitch, look

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

Do you hate that you love me or do you love that you hate me?

All you bitches be bitin', I hope you don't give me rabies

You can say what you want about me as long as you pay me

I'm just tryna get them Ms and I ain't talkin' Slim Shady

Bitch don't look at me crazy or you'll be pushin' up daisies

On this watch, I spent eighty, got me lit up like Las Vegas

Yeah, my house is so big, I'm sittin' on acres and acres

I have never seen my neighbors, no du-rag but Iggy wavy

Goddamn

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

I know I'm fine, okay

Yeah, I'm a dime, okay

I cut him off if he ever get outta line, okay

I do it big, okay

Like I'm a giant, okay

I waste my wine before I ever waste my time, okay

Get outta line, okay

It's goin' down, okay

You know my temper is way shorter than a Vine, okay

We not the same, lil' mama, I don't wait in line, okay

You say you rich, well like Mufasa you be lyin', okay

Well, okay

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

I started from the bottom and now I'm rich

I got in my bag and I ain't looked back since

I started to say sorry, but fuck that shit

You started out hatin', now you love my drip

Spend It lyrics - Iggy Azalea

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

I just bought a Bentley and, no, it ain't rented

People tryna see who in it, but the windows tinted

Yep, I'm on E, that don't mean empty, that shit mean expensive

And when I hit the scene, I kill it, but ain't no forensics

I bought a wedding ring

That's 'cause I'm married to the game (Uh)

I can't complain (Uh)

I'm gettin' money, fuck the fame (Uh)

I'm in my bag

Don't want your man, he super lame (Uh)

I don't catch feelings

I'm catching flights, can't miss my plane (Uh)

You know I'm the flyest, I fly private, not United (Nah)

If I want it, I'ma buy it

I got drivers, what's a license? (Skrrt, skrrt)

Far from broke and I'm so dope

I hope that I don't get indicted (Ugh)

The reason I look the nicest is 'cause I don't look at prices

All I do is

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

And I know

You ain't gotta tell me, baby, I know (What?)

You mad 'cause you broke and I'm not, hoe (Yeah)

I buy shit in bulk like it's Costco (Yeah, yeah)

And it don't make no sense (Yeah)

I'm in the game and sit you on the bench (Bench)

Bitch your breath stink from talkin' shit, you want a mint? (Ew)

Same time you spend hatin' you could be gettin' rich (Ew)

When I was 22, I was runnin' it back like Emmitt Smith (Ugh)

Yeah I been broke before, but I ain't been back since (Nah)

I used to be on my ass, but that's past tense (Yeah)

Now I'm so far up, I got jetlag, bitch (Boom)

If you ain't getting cash sis, huh, you are not a bad bitch

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Ayy, if I want it, I'ma get it

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

This money mine, so I'ma spend it

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, spend it (What?)

Get it, get it, get it (Yeah)

Get it, get it, get it (Yeah, yeah)

Run it back (Yeah), run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back, run it back

Fuck It Up lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Kash Doll)

[Iggy Azalea {Kash Doll}:]

(Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

Pull up in some new shit (Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up, ayy

Fuckin' it up

I be standing on the couch just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

I be in my own space just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

G-gettin' money feel way better than bustin' a nut

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up {Ayy, ayy, ayy}

[Iggy Azalea:]

Look

I'ma let these bitches know right now I ain't the one to play with

30 thousand, all hunnids in the bag, that's what I stay with

If a bitch got smoke or pressure, I suggest right now you say it

He love when I slop it up, his favorite when lil Iggy spray it

I got my coins, but still gon' look for him to pay it

Nudes broke the net, I hate to be the one to say it

Barely show shit and they still pay their last to graze it

Bitches mad tight, their mans, they want to have my baby

Barely ever out, but when I am, I'm lookin like a lick

I grab his dick, I told him don't say shit, he like my last flick

The AP never tick, he in my DMs, but he never hit

I brought them bitches out and all my bad bitches with the shits

[Iggy Azalea {Kash Doll}:]

(Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

Pull up in some new shit (Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up, ayy

Fuckin' it up

I be standing on the couch just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

I be in my own space just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

G-gettin' money feel way better than bustin' a nut

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ah, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up {Ah, ayy, ayy, ayy}

[Kash Doll:]

Uh, drop down, bust it open (Bust it open)

Wet, wet, got that Pacific Ocean (Ooh, ooh)

Chuck E. Cheese me, please give me a token (That's right)

If you want me to fuck it up like it's broken (Ayy)

See, I got no competition (Ayy)

If I'm playing, I'm winnin' (Ayy)

Yeah, these diamonds be hittin' (Ayy)

Cartier Harry Winston

Wanna sleep in this good pussy like a tenant

Need a deposit in that first month, you gotta rent it (Ew)

Bad bitch, and it can't be debated (That's right)

Standin' on a couch, I know these jealous bitches hate it

Ass so big, that shit look like it's inflated (Ah, ah)

Starving all these bitches the way me and Iggy ate it

You know I'ma fuck it up

[Iggy Azalea {Kash Doll}:]

(Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

Pull up in some new shit (Fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up, ayy (Ah, ah, ah)

Fuckin' it up

I be standing on the couch just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

I be in my own space just fuckin' it up, ayy

(Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis)

Just fuckin' it up (Fuck it up, sis)

G-gettin' money feel way better than bustin' a nut (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up, sis {Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy}

Fuck it up, sis, fuck it up {Ayy, ayy, ayy}