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
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