Azillion lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Okay
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Okay
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
What the fuck is a million?
Gotta stack bread, home pride to the ceiling, uh
All my bitches say let’s get it on
One time for my bitches that can get it on
Represent for the ladies that be working
Who we schooling? Who you ruling?
Pussy power, ‘til I'm passin' on
Uh, six feet to the dead beats
Six feet to those that don’t understand me
Six feet to the lame dudes talking who scared to put a ring on it
Yeah, you know you hear me
Listen up this is therapy
There is no one ahead of me
A hundred bad chicks are backing me
The rest of y’all are just nominees
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
This is when I kill it, when I flip it
When I get it on
Money got us fickle think I want to spend it all
Fuck them with the silvers and golds
I’m getting commas and O’s like cheerios needs to get a song
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me?
From December to the motherfucking Igguary
Body bags putting covers in the cemetery
New Classic just the preliminary
This a rap bitch obituary
Pop queen, many weeks on the chart it’s scary
Got my squad no time for a little fairy
Raw shit, salmonella, gotta fuckin' bury
Legendary, kept it hustling, go for nothing, it was temporary
Seen it all before it happened I’m a visionary
Now the game, that’s mine, it’s necessary
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Feeling like a zillion
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
What is a million?
Listen up
This is when I kill it, when I flip it
When I get it on
Money got us fickle think I want to spend it all
Fuck them with the silvers and golds
I’m getting commas and O’s like cheerios needs to get a song
Gotta stack, stack, stack, stack bread
Getting commas and O’s O-O-O-O-O
Legendary
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Okay
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Okay
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
What the fuck is a million?
Gotta stack bread, home pride to the ceiling, uh
All my bitches say let’s get it on
One time for my bitches that can get it on
Represent for the ladies that be working
Who we schooling? Who you ruling?
Pussy power, ‘til I'm passin' on
Uh, six feet to the dead beats
Six feet to those that don’t understand me
Six feet to the lame dudes talking who scared to put a ring on it
Yeah, you know you hear me
Listen up this is therapy
There is no one ahead of me
A hundred bad chicks are backing me
The rest of y’all are just nominees
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
This is when I kill it, when I flip it
When I get it on
Money got us fickle think I want to spend it all
Fuck them with the silvers and golds
I’m getting commas and O’s like cheerios needs to get a song
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me?
From December to the motherfucking Igguary
Body bags putting covers in the cemetery
New Classic just the preliminary
This a rap bitch obituary
Pop queen, many weeks on the chart it’s scary
Got my squad no time for a little fairy
Raw shit, salmonella, gotta fuckin' bury
Legendary, kept it hustling, go for nothing, it was temporary
Seen it all before it happened I’m a visionary
Now the game, that’s mine, it’s necessary
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Who tryna get it, tryna get it with me
If I can do it you can get it with me
Guacamole, come and get it with me
Point ‘em out, every penny, penny
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Now what’s a milli to a billion?
Forget a billi keep it trillion
We looking pretty in the building
Looking like a trillion
Feeling like a zillion
Feeling like a zillion
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
Heading for a zillion
Thumbing through a billion
Gotta keep it trillion
What is a million?
What is a million?
Listen up
This is when I kill it, when I flip it
When I get it on
Money got us fickle think I want to spend it all
Fuck them with the silvers and golds
I’m getting commas and O’s like cheerios needs to get a song
Gotta stack, stack, stack, stack bread
Getting commas and O’s O-O-O-O-O
Legendary
Team lyrics Iggy Azalea
Turn me up, break the knob right
I get dressed like it's prom night
I feed them lemons in the limelight
They say I'm full, lost my appetite?!
(Hell nah) Keep on pushing like a dealer
(Hell nah) Keep on shooting, Reggie Miller
(Hell nah) Go and give 'em all the finger
You gotta set the score right, call it Hans Zimmer
My time wherever I gooo...
I took a chance like I'm from Chicagooo...
100+ in that Murcielagooo...
Bout to go ape, hey! Turn it to the congooo...
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Outchea, pronto
Hit 'em with the dose, that's a combo
Running through ya block, no fumble
Bout to kill 'em all, where the shovel?
See I gotta go for mine
Benja-jammin' - that money on my mind
Jamaican club, I'm stayin' on the grind
Dutty wine, don't step on this land mine!
Ven aqui, andele
You tryna take flight? Do what I say
100+ vogues on the highway
Watch a new car dash, call me Kylie
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Are you workin' with some cash here, cash here?
100,000 on the dash yeah, dash yeah
All my ladies shake it fast yeah, fast yeah
Now vogue on that ass, yup! Yeah we in here
[x2]
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Team, team
Team, team
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
I get dressed like it's prom night
I feed them lemons in the limelight
They say I'm full, lost my appetite?!
(Hell nah) Keep on pushing like a dealer
(Hell nah) Keep on shooting, Reggie Miller
(Hell nah) Go and give 'em all the finger
You gotta set the score right, call it Hans Zimmer
My time wherever I gooo...
I took a chance like I'm from Chicagooo...
100+ in that Murcielagooo...
Bout to go ape, hey! Turn it to the congooo...
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Outchea, pronto
Hit 'em with the dose, that's a combo
Running through ya block, no fumble
Bout to kill 'em all, where the shovel?
See I gotta go for mine
Benja-jammin' - that money on my mind
Jamaican club, I'm stayin' on the grind
Dutty wine, don't step on this land mine!
Ven aqui, andele
You tryna take flight? Do what I say
100+ vogues on the highway
Watch a new car dash, call me Kylie
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Are you workin' with some cash here, cash here?
100,000 on the dash yeah, dash yeah
All my ladies shake it fast yeah, fast yeah
Now vogue on that ass, yup! Yeah we in here
[x2]
Baby I got me
Baby I got me
And that's all I need
Yeah that's all I need
Baby I got me
Only friend I need
Playing on my team
Is someone like...
Me, baby, no way
Watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way
Are you fucking with the team?
Team, team
Team, team
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you fuckin' with the team?
"Reclassified" (2014)
- We In This Bitch lyrics - Iggy Azalea
- Work lyrics - Iggy Azalea
- Change Your Life lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. T.I.)
- Beg For It lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. MØ)
- Black Widow lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Rita Ora)
- Trouble lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Jennifer Hudson)
- Don't Need Y'all lyrics - Iggy Azalea
- Rolex lyrics - Iggy Azalea
- IGGY SZN lyrics - Iggy Azalea
- Fancy lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Charli XCX)
- Heavy Crown lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Ellie Goulding)
- Bounce lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Heavy Crown lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Ellie Goulding)
Life been crazy, all advice has been to chill more
Ironic I've been living off what people down to kill for
And I find no comfort in numbers knowin' there's always a mil more
Fact was that cat dragged my pretty ass right at the top of that billboard
And all of my folks who done been here from jump you the ones I'ma cover the bill for
And as I get ill more
We gon' triple the order of champagne and spill more
Let's settle the real score
Been wondering what the public gotta feel for
So let's keep it real yeah you know I'm killing game as soon as I step on the field
Y'all at the top are all mad now, there's no turning back now
I won't ever back down
They feel me like they giving Iggy a pat down
I needed a moment, I found it
Lately I've been on my runnin' the town shit
Especially walkin' around with
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch I got it now
So keep it cute, chick, and don't be hatin' on the new chick
Go back and check your stats and bet they let you know I do's this
Glasses full of empty depending on point of view chick
If you was mad before I bet you hate me for this new shit
Maybe you should watch what you've got coming out your two lips
Get cool with how I kick it or else you gon' get the boot, bitch
Iggy A-Z-A a.k.a. captain of the crew ship
Don't penny pinch I promise baby, I don't need your two cents
Get rid of the makeup let us see just who you is
But if you feel like that girl bless your heart, go get it how you live
When you hear my name you gotta know that she's something regal
I'm one of one ain't no sequels
I'm wearing
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch I got it now
To everyone who said I'd never make it
Oh Lord, weren't you mistaken
I got a dinner date with greatness
Iggy Igg ain't never been nothin' to play wit, hold up
To everyone who said I'd never make it
I'm at the top laughin' in your faces
I've been practising my patience
But I switch back quick if you play with
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
I'm at the top laughin' in your faces
Bitch I got it now
Ironic I've been living off what people down to kill for
And I find no comfort in numbers knowin' there's always a mil more
Fact was that cat dragged my pretty ass right at the top of that billboard
And all of my folks who done been here from jump you the ones I'ma cover the bill for
And as I get ill more
We gon' triple the order of champagne and spill more
Let's settle the real score
Been wondering what the public gotta feel for
So let's keep it real yeah you know I'm killing game as soon as I step on the field
Y'all at the top are all mad now, there's no turning back now
I won't ever back down
They feel me like they giving Iggy a pat down
I needed a moment, I found it
Lately I've been on my runnin' the town shit
Especially walkin' around with
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch I got it now
So keep it cute, chick, and don't be hatin' on the new chick
Go back and check your stats and bet they let you know I do's this
Glasses full of empty depending on point of view chick
If you was mad before I bet you hate me for this new shit
Maybe you should watch what you've got coming out your two lips
Get cool with how I kick it or else you gon' get the boot, bitch
Iggy A-Z-A a.k.a. captain of the crew ship
Don't penny pinch I promise baby, I don't need your two cents
Get rid of the makeup let us see just who you is
But if you feel like that girl bless your heart, go get it how you live
When you hear my name you gotta know that she's something regal
I'm one of one ain't no sequels
I'm wearing
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch I got it now
To everyone who said I'd never make it
Oh Lord, weren't you mistaken
I got a dinner date with greatness
Iggy Igg ain't never been nothin' to play wit, hold up
To everyone who said I'd never make it
I'm at the top laughin' in your faces
I've been practising my patience
But I switch back quick if you play with
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh Lord weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
I'm at the top laughin' in your faces
Bitch I got it now
We In This Bitch lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
Right, Iggy back no playtime
I just gave y'all some break time to miss me
So stressed on what's next
My last little bit of success ain't even hit me
So keep it light on the advice
Look at us, we must be doing something right clearly
In convo I don't talk to too many
I just talk to the fans in the songs cause y'all feel me
Now let's reflect on what we left on New Classic
I overstepped what was expected, I blew past it
So best bet is respect my perspective
Or go get your sight checked for new glasses
The fact is you combine the stats with
The history I made, the message should be established
I guess what I'm explaining in laymen's
Is ain't nothin' about miss Azalea average
[Hook x2:]
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
[Verse 2:]
Unpolished product of my environment
Tryna get the same type love and respect as peers I be rhymin' with
But everything is so one-sided, divided and biased
That I can't get a fair judge panel not in the slightest bit
In light of this, I had to write a hit to get this type of chip
Ridin' dick won’t get me nowhere and I ain’t that type of chick
That's so unladylike 'specially knowin' they be like
"Iggy this and Iggy that" long as you say it, say it right
Right, they might be playin' but Iggy ain't
'Til Iggy faint, I just wanna fill this Iggy bank
See I emerged from the smoke without a smudge on me
So back up up off of me unless you got some love for me, right
[Bridge:]
Even with my back against the wall
I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear
Cause when I think back, I've seen it all
And everything that ain't stopped me got me here so
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3:]
Look in my eyes and see what I see
You know that nothin' happenin' surprise me
It's like I seen this before
This is everything I was dreaming for
Relax your mind let ya conscious free
I got expensive taste and I ain't waiving the fee
It's like I seen this before
Life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed...
[Bridge]
[Hook x2]
Right, Iggy back no playtime
I just gave y'all some break time to miss me
So stressed on what's next
My last little bit of success ain't even hit me
So keep it light on the advice
Look at us, we must be doing something right clearly
In convo I don't talk to too many
I just talk to the fans in the songs cause y'all feel me
Now let's reflect on what we left on New Classic
I overstepped what was expected, I blew past it
So best bet is respect my perspective
Or go get your sight checked for new glasses
The fact is you combine the stats with
The history I made, the message should be established
I guess what I'm explaining in laymen's
Is ain't nothin' about miss Azalea average
[Hook x2:]
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
[Verse 2:]
Unpolished product of my environment
Tryna get the same type love and respect as peers I be rhymin' with
But everything is so one-sided, divided and biased
That I can't get a fair judge panel not in the slightest bit
In light of this, I had to write a hit to get this type of chip
Ridin' dick won’t get me nowhere and I ain’t that type of chick
That's so unladylike 'specially knowin' they be like
"Iggy this and Iggy that" long as you say it, say it right
Right, they might be playin' but Iggy ain't
'Til Iggy faint, I just wanna fill this Iggy bank
See I emerged from the smoke without a smudge on me
So back up up off of me unless you got some love for me, right
[Bridge:]
Even with my back against the wall
I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear
Cause when I think back, I've seen it all
And everything that ain't stopped me got me here so
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3:]
Look in my eyes and see what I see
You know that nothin' happenin' surprise me
It's like I seen this before
This is everything I was dreaming for
Relax your mind let ya conscious free
I got expensive taste and I ain't waiving the fee
It's like I seen this before
Life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed...
[Bridge]
[Hook x2]
Beg For It lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. MØ)
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg
Pulled up looking picture perfect, baby
High price, but I'm worth it, baby
Can't play with ya, I've been busy workin', baby
Gettin' faded in the European swervin' ay
Look, describe Iggy ground breaking what the word is
Hit the stage, ass shaking like I'm nervous
When in New York I be parking right on Madison
This ain't no accident, I'm killing them on purpose
I-G-G-Y (Why) did she just have to do it, baby
Ride with me, fly livin', ain't nothin' to it
And my waist slim, ass fat
You gotta have it
Get my bake on
Cake long,
It's automatic
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
P-p-pussy power, pay me by the hour
I need me a brave heart, can't deal with the coward
I tell 'em if he ain't balling, he should hit the showers
If I pick you, you lucky, baby, this money ours
All yellow gold on me like I'm Trinidad (James)
Sitting drop top wondering where the ceiling's at
I know my old thing, wanna bring the feeling back
But I got a new thing, baby, I ain't feeling that
Now Iggy Iggy, Iggy can't you see that everybody wanna put their hands on me
See I be on this money while your man on me
And I need another hand with all these bands on me
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are
Talking all this trash like blah-di-blah-di-blah
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh (Oe oh)
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are
Make me wanna laugh like ha-di-ha-di-ha
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
Hooked boy, I'm like a drug
If you want my love better smoke it up
Make you beg for it, Imma make you beg for it
You can look boy but don't you touch
If you want my love make me give a fuck
Make you beg for it, Imma make you beg for it
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg
Pulled up looking picture perfect, baby
High price, but I'm worth it, baby
Can't play with ya, I've been busy workin', baby
Gettin' faded in the European swervin' ay
Look, describe Iggy ground breaking what the word is
Hit the stage, ass shaking like I'm nervous
When in New York I be parking right on Madison
This ain't no accident, I'm killing them on purpose
I-G-G-Y (Why) did she just have to do it, baby
Ride with me, fly livin', ain't nothin' to it
And my waist slim, ass fat
You gotta have it
Get my bake on
Cake long,
It's automatic
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
P-p-pussy power, pay me by the hour
I need me a brave heart, can't deal with the coward
I tell 'em if he ain't balling, he should hit the showers
If I pick you, you lucky, baby, this money ours
All yellow gold on me like I'm Trinidad (James)
Sitting drop top wondering where the ceiling's at
I know my old thing, wanna bring the feeling back
But I got a new thing, baby, I ain't feeling that
Now Iggy Iggy, Iggy can't you see that everybody wanna put their hands on me
See I be on this money while your man on me
And I need another hand with all these bands on me
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are
Talking all this trash like blah-di-blah-di-blah
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh (Oe oh)
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are
Make me wanna laugh like ha-di-ha-di-ha
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh
[MØ:]
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
Imma make you beg, Imma make you beg for it
Hooked boy, I'm like a drug
If you want my love better smoke it up
Make you beg for it, Imma make you beg for it
You can look boy but don't you touch
If you want my love make me give a fuck
Make you beg for it, Imma make you beg for it
Trouble lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Jennifer Hudson)
[Verse 1 - Iggy Azalea:]
Right
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
Cause most guys only want one thing
But I'm undecided, tryna figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
Cause (oo) you're so much better than the next guy
And a little trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson:]
Don't you come here thinking you ballin' (oh nah)
Ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Opposites attract, I guess this it that
Good girl, bad guy what a perfect match
And if we (ooo), you gon' want to pay back tithes
Cause when you finish you gon' feel like you was baptized
See baby now you fiendin' for a test drive
Cause you don't wanna lose your ride to the next guy
And baby trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson]
[Verse 3 - Iggy Azalea:]
I gotta beg for him in the worst way
Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position then
I shoulda never got involved in the first place
But second place never get the recognition, hmm
See what he doin' to me make have to shout it out
Got a hold on me, that's without a doubt
So clear now that he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint neither and these ain't no still waters, hmm
[Bridge - Jennifer Hudson x2:]
Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
Till you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me
[Bridge 2 - Iggy Azalea (and Jennifer Hudson):]
I shoulda known you were bad news (oo oo oo, knew you were bad news)
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (oo oo oo, all of the tattoos)
I shoulda known you were bad news (oo oo oo, knew you were bad news)
But I'm undecided tryna figure out if that's you (oo oo oo, trouble to me)
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson]
Right
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
Cause most guys only want one thing
But I'm undecided, tryna figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
Cause (oo) you're so much better than the next guy
And a little trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson:]
Don't you come here thinking you ballin' (oh nah)
Ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Opposites attract, I guess this it that
Good girl, bad guy what a perfect match
And if we (ooo), you gon' want to pay back tithes
Cause when you finish you gon' feel like you was baptized
See baby now you fiendin' for a test drive
Cause you don't wanna lose your ride to the next guy
And baby trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson]
[Verse 3 - Iggy Azalea:]
I gotta beg for him in the worst way
Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position then
I shoulda never got involved in the first place
But second place never get the recognition, hmm
See what he doin' to me make have to shout it out
Got a hold on me, that's without a doubt
So clear now that he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint neither and these ain't no still waters, hmm
[Bridge - Jennifer Hudson x2:]
Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
Till you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me
[Bridge 2 - Iggy Azalea (and Jennifer Hudson):]
I shoulda known you were bad news (oo oo oo, knew you were bad news)
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (oo oo oo, all of the tattoos)
I shoulda known you were bad news (oo oo oo, knew you were bad news)
But I'm undecided tryna figure out if that's you (oo oo oo, trouble to me)
[Hook - Jennifer Hudson]
IGGY SZN lyrics - Iggy Azalea
(Hey hey, wait, could you hold on? Hold on...)
[Pre-Chorus:]
Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
[Chorus:]
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
Every man needs some Azalea
You want it, you do what I tell ya
You play on my team and get a ring back
You don't, you gon' end up a failure
I look like a fantasy, your wifey mad at me
Just cause hubby is a fan of me you understandin' me? (mm)
So skip the talking baby, we too busy ballin' baby
Pedal to the metal and my engine never stallin' baby
Bitches gon' hate, while the critics critique
I pay they no mind whenever they speak
What they make a year, I can make in a week
I know you can't stand it just get you a seat
See the sky be the limit when you dealin' with me
I'm stuntin' this hard, and I ain't even reached my peak
I just get money to spend it, let the cycle repeat
I'm feeling like I got this world on my feet
Hm, Iggz
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
(Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go...)
You ain't down to make a purchase, tell me what's your purpose?
Go out and play somewhere the grown folks busy workin'
Iggy independent with it, they know that for a certain
You be on the internet, thirsty, prolly worse in person
Down payment for a car, I dropped that on a Birkin
You don't sit in VIP 'cause you ain't no important person
The money wrapped around my mind like a turban
Iggy got them pop titties but that ass on that urban
If I told you what I'm worth, you would throw up
So have my money on time before I show up
I'm drinking PJ on a PJ in my PJs
Thinking money 25/8, no free days
If your girl dumb body, I recruit them
They ask me who you do it for, me say they youth them
Damn right, I like the life I live
Who else you know that slay like Iggz
You lil'... (bitch)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Drop down on 'em, bring 'em back up
Iggy Igg in the building, call for backup
See I don't want nothing but them stacks
So if you see a bad bitch, point her out, where she at doe?
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
So we don't wanna never turn down
So go ahead and get ratchet on
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus:]
Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
[Chorus:]
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
Every man needs some Azalea
You want it, you do what I tell ya
You play on my team and get a ring back
You don't, you gon' end up a failure
I look like a fantasy, your wifey mad at me
Just cause hubby is a fan of me you understandin' me? (mm)
So skip the talking baby, we too busy ballin' baby
Pedal to the metal and my engine never stallin' baby
Bitches gon' hate, while the critics critique
I pay they no mind whenever they speak
What they make a year, I can make in a week
I know you can't stand it just get you a seat
See the sky be the limit when you dealin' with me
I'm stuntin' this hard, and I ain't even reached my peak
I just get money to spend it, let the cycle repeat
I'm feeling like I got this world on my feet
Hm, Iggz
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
(Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go...)
You ain't down to make a purchase, tell me what's your purpose?
Go out and play somewhere the grown folks busy workin'
Iggy independent with it, they know that for a certain
You be on the internet, thirsty, prolly worse in person
Down payment for a car, I dropped that on a Birkin
You don't sit in VIP 'cause you ain't no important person
The money wrapped around my mind like a turban
Iggy got them pop titties but that ass on that urban
If I told you what I'm worth, you would throw up
So have my money on time before I show up
I'm drinking PJ on a PJ in my PJs
Thinking money 25/8, no free days
If your girl dumb body, I recruit them
They ask me who you do it for, me say they youth them
Damn right, I like the life I live
Who else you know that slay like Iggz
You lil'... (bitch)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Drop down on 'em, bring 'em back up
Iggy Igg in the building, call for backup
See I don't want nothing but them stacks
So if you see a bad bitch, point her out, where she at doe?
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
So we don't wanna never turn down
So go ahead and get ratchet on
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Walk The Line lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Intro:]
Yeah we don't wanna do anything to scare your children
That's the last thing we wanna do
We don't wanna scare anybody
[Verse 1:]
Never said it was fair, but still I never knew fear
Not in a million years could you tell me that I'd be here
I just hopped off that lear, my life on another tier
Lifting glasses for cheers, keep that hating out my ear
From country living to county skipping, this would drive you crazy
Check the rate that they pay me a giant could never slay me
Money never a maybe but never forgot my roots
I heard that the top is lonely I wonder if it's the truth
So I'm just climbing, paid off rhyming, now I'm shining could be blinding
Ain't too much real left but right here is where you could find it
This that new... classic, ain't this what you needed?
I'm what amazing look like, you'll recognize it when you see it
[Hook:]
Not where I wanna be but I'm far from home
Just tryna' make it on my own
And unless destiny calls I don't answer phones
This is the line that I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line that I walk alone
[Verse 2:]
I've been counted out, I've been stepped on
I was wide awake and got slept on
I had everything and then lost it
Worked my ass off, I'm exhausted
All this talking about me, just talk about me
I'm here now, they can't walk around me
I'm dedicated, flow elevated
Tell every hater hope you never play it, said I'll never make it
I'm celebrating, and I'm never quitting, no resignation
Took desperate measures out of desperation
I'm a fresh face with no expiration
I know pressure make diamonds so I threw 'em off in this chain
When it's all on the line
I'm who you want in the game
Cause I'm gonna get it and that's fo sure
Can't be like y'all, that's no go
International, and y'all local, got this locked up just like po-po
Every beat get ate, that's ocho
Won't lose oh no that's Yoko.
Been up down like low lows
Still make my own on my solo.
Had to be here to believe it
Think like winners to perceive it
Here to let 'cha know that I mean it
If I speak it, And say keep it
This flow, that's genius
Just think about it, would I think about it?
If I didn't live it, won't ink about it
Married to the money, put a ring around it, what?
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
And everything ain't the way I planned it
But when the smoke clears I'm the last standing
This lifestyle can be so demanding
But I take off like a plane that ain't ever landing
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Ain't no going back now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
Yeah we don't wanna do anything to scare your children
That's the last thing we wanna do
We don't wanna scare anybody
[Verse 1:]
Never said it was fair, but still I never knew fear
Not in a million years could you tell me that I'd be here
I just hopped off that lear, my life on another tier
Lifting glasses for cheers, keep that hating out my ear
From country living to county skipping, this would drive you crazy
Check the rate that they pay me a giant could never slay me
Money never a maybe but never forgot my roots
I heard that the top is lonely I wonder if it's the truth
So I'm just climbing, paid off rhyming, now I'm shining could be blinding
Ain't too much real left but right here is where you could find it
This that new... classic, ain't this what you needed?
I'm what amazing look like, you'll recognize it when you see it
[Hook:]
Not where I wanna be but I'm far from home
Just tryna' make it on my own
And unless destiny calls I don't answer phones
This is the line that I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line that I walk alone
[Verse 2:]
I've been counted out, I've been stepped on
I was wide awake and got slept on
I had everything and then lost it
Worked my ass off, I'm exhausted
All this talking about me, just talk about me
I'm here now, they can't walk around me
I'm dedicated, flow elevated
Tell every hater hope you never play it, said I'll never make it
I'm celebrating, and I'm never quitting, no resignation
Took desperate measures out of desperation
I'm a fresh face with no expiration
I know pressure make diamonds so I threw 'em off in this chain
When it's all on the line
I'm who you want in the game
Cause I'm gonna get it and that's fo sure
Can't be like y'all, that's no go
International, and y'all local, got this locked up just like po-po
Every beat get ate, that's ocho
Won't lose oh no that's Yoko.
Been up down like low lows
Still make my own on my solo.
Had to be here to believe it
Think like winners to perceive it
Here to let 'cha know that I mean it
If I speak it, And say keep it
This flow, that's genius
Just think about it, would I think about it?
If I didn't live it, won't ink about it
Married to the money, put a ring around it, what?
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
And everything ain't the way I planned it
But when the smoke clears I'm the last standing
This lifestyle can be so demanding
But I take off like a plane that ain't ever landing
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Ain't no going back now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
Don't Need Y'all lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
I remember when it used to be simple
But all this cash it just complicates things
And all this money we into
It will drive you crazy but it only makes me go harder
Grow stronger and get tougher when the road get longer
Sometimes you gonna think that it's too much on ya
But think what I'd be doing if this wasn't going on
So I just keep pushing when I'm being pulled in every direction
Now I'm popping so the they watching every step of my progression
Sometimes fame like a curse latched to my blessing
On the road to the riches turning earth into heaven
Dear Lord, if you hear me, I don't need not a new friend near me
Cause I don't want none of that fake love
Cause I'm looking and all of that be made up
[Hook:]
I remember when I wasn't this big
And now ya'll wanna act like ya'll helped me get here
Oh now everybody wanna love me
Try to knock me down but I'm strong
I did all this on my own
Ain't got no time for no new friends
So for now just leave me alone
I don't need y'all anyway [x6]
I don't need y'all
[Verse 2:]
Making each and every song like it might be my last one
But still making sure the cash come
Still ain't forget the times when I didn't have none
Back against the wall feeling like I had to grab some
That's when, I took time and I figured it out
I'd rather deal with the stress more than living without
Take a one way trip to the top one time
Let you have it for a minute now I want mine
Same girl on the cover of the magazine
Was the one hiding pain that you haven't seen
Talking 'bout
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Same critics love me nowadays couldn't stand me
Now we talking 'bout VMA's and a Grammy
But in due time, turn nothing into something
So now I need money, put it all in my discussions
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
And if you wasn't here when I was down
Then you won't be here when I'm up
Now the same one you looked over
Be the same one that blew up
Ain't it funny how this life thing works
When you think it's finished is when it all begins
Go from doubts to having the thought it might work
It goes up and down then it starts again
When I reminisce sometimes I can't even keep a dry eye
But my how time flies by when you on top of the world sky high
[Hook]
I remember when it used to be simple
But all this cash it just complicates things
And all this money we into
It will drive you crazy but it only makes me go harder
Grow stronger and get tougher when the road get longer
Sometimes you gonna think that it's too much on ya
But think what I'd be doing if this wasn't going on
So I just keep pushing when I'm being pulled in every direction
Now I'm popping so the they watching every step of my progression
Sometimes fame like a curse latched to my blessing
On the road to the riches turning earth into heaven
Dear Lord, if you hear me, I don't need not a new friend near me
Cause I don't want none of that fake love
Cause I'm looking and all of that be made up
[Hook:]
I remember when I wasn't this big
And now ya'll wanna act like ya'll helped me get here
Oh now everybody wanna love me
Try to knock me down but I'm strong
I did all this on my own
Ain't got no time for no new friends
So for now just leave me alone
I don't need y'all anyway [x6]
I don't need y'all
[Verse 2:]
Making each and every song like it might be my last one
But still making sure the cash come
Still ain't forget the times when I didn't have none
Back against the wall feeling like I had to grab some
That's when, I took time and I figured it out
I'd rather deal with the stress more than living without
Take a one way trip to the top one time
Let you have it for a minute now I want mine
Same girl on the cover of the magazine
Was the one hiding pain that you haven't seen
Talking 'bout
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Same critics love me nowadays couldn't stand me
Now we talking 'bout VMA's and a Grammy
But in due time, turn nothing into something
So now I need money, put it all in my discussions
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
And if you wasn't here when I was down
Then you won't be here when I'm up
Now the same one you looked over
Be the same one that blew up
Ain't it funny how this life thing works
When you think it's finished is when it all begins
Go from doubts to having the thought it might work
It goes up and down then it starts again
When I reminisce sometimes I can't even keep a dry eye
But my how time flies by when you on top of the world sky high
[Hook]
100 lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Watch The Duck)
[Intro - Watch The Duck:]
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Yeah, that's why I keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
When you come around me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
[Verse 1 - Iggy Azalea:]
Time to keep it 100, I'm a boss chick but he run it
No Michael Kors just Tom Ford
Saint Tropez, I'm like bonjour
In Spain wearing that Balmain
Lanvin, Givenchy
On the top floor of that penthouse
I got ten toads in that concrete
Keep it G with the money, I ain't gotta lie about shit
I don't need your money, I can buy my shit
Heard in the streets that he fucked that bitch
He know I'll put his ass out my shit
Paid one million for that drop six and he got the Glock in my cockpit
Them other chicks he get caught with
I'm the bitch he gonna rock with
They talk shit but we 'bout shit
Fly Aussie on boss shit
When he need to be, where he need to be
I tell him "go on, it ain't no thing to me"
Gotta hit that thing, bring that back
Would you let me thumb through the check if you wanna get sexy
You knew I was high class ass when you met me
My money talk, it's too bad for y'all
Y'all know which shorty's Joe Pesci
I'm a fancy bitch but I'm ratchet
Know every bitch you had ain't never had shit
Respect that, I won't come around, no run around
You better hold me down
And the games, ain't gonna play none
Keep it A1 since day one, yeah
[Hook - Watch The Duck:]
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Bank-Rolls'r'us, we got it
You know how we ride
No credit, no debit, no thanks
My clique pay cash everything we buy
See me walking by with my nose in the sky
Make you be like "Damn bitch, can't say hi?"
Then I hop in the drop and I wave goodbye
As I drive through the tunnel looking like Lady Di
Why stress myself when he not there?
Let's see how he likes seeing me out there
You know how many dudes want me out there?
Just stop thinking about it
You got no idea
Don't try me man, you know I will
Throw this brick through your wind shield
Knife your nice new rover whip
The fireplace? Your clothes in there
If I know you two in there
No asking what you doing there
Imma send my crew in there
You two gonna be ruined there
You violate, I demonstrate
Especially if I'm true to you
And when I come around I keep it 100 as usual
[Hook - Watch The Duck]
[Bridge - Watch The Duck & Iggy Azalea:]
100, 100 as usual
(When I come around I keep it 100 as usual)
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Yeah, that's why I keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
When you come around me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
[Verse 1 - Iggy Azalea:]
Time to keep it 100, I'm a boss chick but he run it
No Michael Kors just Tom Ford
Saint Tropez, I'm like bonjour
In Spain wearing that Balmain
Lanvin, Givenchy
On the top floor of that penthouse
I got ten toads in that concrete
Keep it G with the money, I ain't gotta lie about shit
I don't need your money, I can buy my shit
Heard in the streets that he fucked that bitch
He know I'll put his ass out my shit
Paid one million for that drop six and he got the Glock in my cockpit
Them other chicks he get caught with
I'm the bitch he gonna rock with
They talk shit but we 'bout shit
Fly Aussie on boss shit
When he need to be, where he need to be
I tell him "go on, it ain't no thing to me"
Gotta hit that thing, bring that back
Would you let me thumb through the check if you wanna get sexy
You knew I was high class ass when you met me
My money talk, it's too bad for y'all
Y'all know which shorty's Joe Pesci
I'm a fancy bitch but I'm ratchet
Know every bitch you had ain't never had shit
Respect that, I won't come around, no run around
You better hold me down
And the games, ain't gonna play none
Keep it A1 since day one, yeah
[Hook - Watch The Duck:]
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100
When you're round me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me
Girl, when you come around me
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Bank-Rolls'r'us, we got it
You know how we ride
No credit, no debit, no thanks
My clique pay cash everything we buy
See me walking by with my nose in the sky
Make you be like "Damn bitch, can't say hi?"
Then I hop in the drop and I wave goodbye
As I drive through the tunnel looking like Lady Di
Why stress myself when he not there?
Let's see how he likes seeing me out there
You know how many dudes want me out there?
Just stop thinking about it
You got no idea
Don't try me man, you know I will
Throw this brick through your wind shield
Knife your nice new rover whip
The fireplace? Your clothes in there
If I know you two in there
No asking what you doing there
Imma send my crew in there
You two gonna be ruined there
You violate, I demonstrate
Especially if I'm true to you
And when I come around I keep it 100 as usual
[Hook - Watch The Duck]
[Bridge - Watch The Duck & Iggy Azalea:]
100, 100 as usual
(When I come around I keep it 100 as usual)
Change Your Life lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. T.I.)
[Hook 4x:]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
[T.I.:]
Yo, Hustle Gang homey, real talk, no bullshit
[Verse 1 — Iggy Azalea:]
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby to a frequent flyer
Pop out your past life, and I'll renovate your future
Then I integrate my genius shit we purchasin' not perusing,
Yeah, I love your hustle, baby
Just let me add a little bit of muscle, baby
Joint venture, we'll partner up until the shares are up
And I'll up your wages on a private island, dolo
One across the Cono
Them broads before me was locals,
Through customs accustom your wardrobe, damn
Stamped passports where they all pass ports 'til the clocks fast forward
Then we got blue shores where they don't do chores, we just get chauffeured
Damn, this is the life
Exclusive shit with all access granted
In the country where the accents are grand,
And they landing on top of foreign mansions
[Hook 4x:]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
[Verse 2 — T.I.:]
If you could listen more than you speak
I get you everything that you need
I'm talking 'bout red bottoms LV
Even extensions plugs in your weave
I be blowing on strong weed when we ride
And everybody just lookin'
But ain't no nigga gon' holla
They like nah shawty she tooken
Ima get you up out that coffee shop
Pick you up and leave you marked where you wanna shop,
And let me show you that watch you supposed to wear
Get up out that Honda Civic and get your ass in here
Tell your mom and dad you're straight,
Don't worry 'bout it you got it
You fly over in coach and fly back in a jet
Hustle gang got your chest,
Ain't no time for stress
[Iggy Azalea:]
We spend our Winters in the Summer of Australia
Eating crumpets with the sailors
On acres without the neighbors
We fast-forward four years more
We long way from piss-poor,
And all the shit that we endure
I told you what you was in for so
[Hook 4x:]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby I could help you make that change
I could show you how to do this thing
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby I could help you make that change
I can show ya, show ya (show ya, show ya...)
[Hook 4x]
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
[Outro:]
Once you go grace, you never go good
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
[T.I.:]
Yo, Hustle Gang homey, real talk, no bullshit
[Verse 1 — Iggy Azalea:]
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby to a frequent flyer
Pop out your past life, and I'll renovate your future
Then I integrate my genius shit we purchasin' not perusing,
Yeah, I love your hustle, baby
Just let me add a little bit of muscle, baby
Joint venture, we'll partner up until the shares are up
And I'll up your wages on a private island, dolo
One across the Cono
Them broads before me was locals,
Through customs accustom your wardrobe, damn
Stamped passports where they all pass ports 'til the clocks fast forward
Then we got blue shores where they don't do chores, we just get chauffeured
Damn, this is the life
Exclusive shit with all access granted
In the country where the accents are grand,
And they landing on top of foreign mansions
[Hook 4x:]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
[Verse 2 — T.I.:]
If you could listen more than you speak
I get you everything that you need
I'm talking 'bout red bottoms LV
Even extensions plugs in your weave
I be blowing on strong weed when we ride
And everybody just lookin'
But ain't no nigga gon' holla
They like nah shawty she tooken
Ima get you up out that coffee shop
Pick you up and leave you marked where you wanna shop,
And let me show you that watch you supposed to wear
Get up out that Honda Civic and get your ass in here
Tell your mom and dad you're straight,
Don't worry 'bout it you got it
You fly over in coach and fly back in a jet
Hustle gang got your chest,
Ain't no time for stress
[Iggy Azalea:]
We spend our Winters in the Summer of Australia
Eating crumpets with the sailors
On acres without the neighbors
We fast-forward four years more
We long way from piss-poor,
And all the shit that we endure
I told you what you was in for so
[Hook 4x:]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby I could help you make that change
I could show you how to do this thing
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby I could help you make that change
I can show ya, show ya (show ya, show ya...)
[Hook 4x]
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
[Outro:]
Once you go grace, you never go good
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)
Fancy lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Charli XCX)
[Verse 1 — Iggy Azalea:]
First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Verse 2 — Iggy Azalea:]
I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this."
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, they speak it depart it
Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Bridge — Charli XCX:]
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch
Ow...
[Verse 3 — Iggy Azalea:]
Still stuntin', how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It's just the way you like it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing,
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Outro]
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow
Who-who-who-who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow
First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Verse 2 — Iggy Azalea:]
I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this."
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, they speak it depart it
Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Bridge — Charli XCX:]
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch
Ow...
[Verse 3 — Iggy Azalea:]
Still stuntin', how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It's just the way you like it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing,
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
[Chorus — Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
[Outro]
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow
Who-who-who-who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow
New Bitch lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1]
He got a house that's too big
Sits on a hill in the valley
Said he trying to move on with life but he still wanna be a good daddy
So I sit in the ride cause I don't want us overlapping
Spendin' money on Mac, that's cute, I get checks from them in Paris
Better check my tax bracket
What you think was gonna happen
Naggin', now he's had it
And y'all fell off like Mad Men
These exes excessively hatin' on the next bitch
She's no housewife, just desperate
I know it's hard to let go but accept it
[Pre-hook]
Cause the whole world is watchin'
And the paparazzi is flockin'
Cause we fly shit when we drop in
And we shut down your party
'His' and 'her' gold chains
Gold watches, everything
His old girl, she gon' hate
They gon' have something to say
[Hook]
When I hop out his new six
Fresh in some new shit
"Damn, she is too thick, who is this?"
Yeah I'm his new bitch
I'm his new bitch
And I'm spending his new cash
Few trips, new bags
Damn, she is too bad
Oh you mad?
That I'm his new bitch
Yeah, I'm his new bitch
[Interlude - Spoken]
She be the one that be like
"Hey, girl, what's up? You in town?"
Yes, I'm in town, kissing ---- on the face, and you know this
So just say it
[Verse 2]
It's always jealous broads wishing they was in my shoes
But I'm a debut, you a deja vu
Girl, you know the drill, I got a couple loose screws
Driving, riding, all black suits up
Up north in a coupe before I meet him with the crew
And what I do, it can't be compared
You well done and bitch I'm rare
So stop popping up unexpected
Stop sending threats and text messages
We too grown for this messy shit
This will be my last conversation
If you don't want no problems, move yourself from the equation
[Pre-hook]
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Tell your friends to tell their friends too
He got a new chick but it ain't you
I'm just saying, you know it's true
Cry a river and swim on through
I know you hoping we won't make it
Clyde and Bonnie, let the world chase us
Ride or die where the world takes us
If we end up poor or rich and famous
I'm all he needs and more chick
His home chick
His tour chick
His 4th finger, left hand chick
And all those people go 'Damn, chick'
[Hook]
He got a house that's too big
Sits on a hill in the valley
Said he trying to move on with life but he still wanna be a good daddy
So I sit in the ride cause I don't want us overlapping
Spendin' money on Mac, that's cute, I get checks from them in Paris
Better check my tax bracket
What you think was gonna happen
Naggin', now he's had it
And y'all fell off like Mad Men
These exes excessively hatin' on the next bitch
She's no housewife, just desperate
I know it's hard to let go but accept it
[Pre-hook]
Cause the whole world is watchin'
And the paparazzi is flockin'
Cause we fly shit when we drop in
And we shut down your party
'His' and 'her' gold chains
Gold watches, everything
His old girl, she gon' hate
They gon' have something to say
[Hook]
When I hop out his new six
Fresh in some new shit
"Damn, she is too thick, who is this?"
Yeah I'm his new bitch
I'm his new bitch
And I'm spending his new cash
Few trips, new bags
Damn, she is too bad
Oh you mad?
That I'm his new bitch
Yeah, I'm his new bitch
[Interlude - Spoken]
She be the one that be like
"Hey, girl, what's up? You in town?"
Yes, I'm in town, kissing ---- on the face, and you know this
So just say it
[Verse 2]
It's always jealous broads wishing they was in my shoes
But I'm a debut, you a deja vu
Girl, you know the drill, I got a couple loose screws
Driving, riding, all black suits up
Up north in a coupe before I meet him with the crew
And what I do, it can't be compared
You well done and bitch I'm rare
So stop popping up unexpected
Stop sending threats and text messages
We too grown for this messy shit
This will be my last conversation
If you don't want no problems, move yourself from the equation
[Pre-hook]
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Tell your friends to tell their friends too
He got a new chick but it ain't you
I'm just saying, you know it's true
Cry a river and swim on through
I know you hoping we won't make it
Clyde and Bonnie, let the world chase us
Ride or die where the world takes us
If we end up poor or rich and famous
I'm all he needs and more chick
His home chick
His tour chick
His 4th finger, left hand chick
And all those people go 'Damn, chick'
[Hook]
Work lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through
[Verse 1:]
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lane
3 jobs took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from
[3x:]
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
[Hook:]
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Verse 2:]
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving
Blow jobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels?
[3x:]
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
[Hook:]
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Verse 3:]
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back
For the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
16 you sent me through customs
So...
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front of me
Cause every night Imma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause it's all that I ever had
[Outro 2x:]
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through
[Verse 1:]
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lane
3 jobs took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from
[3x:]
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
[Hook:]
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Verse 2:]
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving
Blow jobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels?
[3x:]
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
[Hook:]
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Verse 3:]
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back
For the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
16 you sent me through customs
So...
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front of me
Cause every night Imma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause it's all that I ever had
[Outro 2x:]
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Impossible Is Nothing lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Never quit until the clock stops
And never die out until your heart drops
Success will separate you from the have nots
And have all these haters at your neck like an ascot
You could do it too young world
I remember being exactly like you young girl
But wait, you could do it too young man
See you'll be fine as long as on your own two you stand
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
Got to hate to not have it more than you'd love to obtain
That your future's around the corner, so close you can almost taste it
It get worse before it's better, that storm you gone have to weather
Either be a busted pipe or a diamond due to this pressure
25 hours 8 days out the week
Focus, keep eyes open, victory never sleeps
My prayer for you is that you hit all them goals you trynna reach
I even hope at one point that you take it farther than me
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more until my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
And never sell out my soul for any number on a cheque
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more till my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
Just promise me when I'm gone you won't forget
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
And never die out until your heart drops
Success will separate you from the have nots
And have all these haters at your neck like an ascot
You could do it too young world
I remember being exactly like you young girl
But wait, you could do it too young man
See you'll be fine as long as on your own two you stand
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
Got to hate to not have it more than you'd love to obtain
That your future's around the corner, so close you can almost taste it
It get worse before it's better, that storm you gone have to weather
Either be a busted pipe or a diamond due to this pressure
25 hours 8 days out the week
Focus, keep eyes open, victory never sleeps
My prayer for you is that you hit all them goals you trynna reach
I even hope at one point that you take it farther than me
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more until my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
And never sell out my soul for any number on a cheque
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more till my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
Just promise me when I'm gone you won't forget
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
Goddess lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1 - Iggy Azalea:]
Ain't this what y'all need me for
You done pissed me off what is y'all leaving for
Oh what? A white girl with a flow ain't been seen before
Bow down until your knees get sore
Treat Neimans like a grocery store
Selfridges get the same rapport
Ask Bey' when we off on tour
Hopping out a fly whip screaming "This ain't yours"
How famous can one get 'fore she get tired
One phone call that make all the money get wired
Uh, spit fire that'll burn down an empire
20 deep in the sprinter tryn the Benz tires
Wave hello when I breeze by ya
Make enough in ten months
I could live off or retire (woo)
But I just won’t quit
Tryna figure out which part of this you just don’t get huh
[Hook:]
Lord, lemme know if you got this
Preaching about prophets
It ain’t no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain’t no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess
Goddess! Got it?
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Same critics wondered if I had it in me
Now want me to play friendly
But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my name could cause a media frenzy
The cameras flash everywhere, make it hard to miss me
Lately I been crazy 'til a psych will commit me
After any competition coming up against me
You think it’s anything better, then come convince me
Until then I’ll be leading the race
So bow down, put your knee to your face
While I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs
Set it off whenever I-G-G in the place, uh
Young rapper, Goddess
Y'all a boring read like Rapper’s Digest
I could never see you fall like I skip through August
I’m thinkin' bout now would be the time to start this
[Hook]
[Bridge x2:]
Put your hands to the sky
But only if you feel the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but y'all know real gods never die
[Hook x2]
Ain't this what y'all need me for
You done pissed me off what is y'all leaving for
Oh what? A white girl with a flow ain't been seen before
Bow down until your knees get sore
Treat Neimans like a grocery store
Selfridges get the same rapport
Ask Bey' when we off on tour
Hopping out a fly whip screaming "This ain't yours"
How famous can one get 'fore she get tired
One phone call that make all the money get wired
Uh, spit fire that'll burn down an empire
20 deep in the sprinter tryn the Benz tires
Wave hello when I breeze by ya
Make enough in ten months
I could live off or retire (woo)
But I just won’t quit
Tryna figure out which part of this you just don’t get huh
[Hook:]
Lord, lemme know if you got this
Preaching about prophets
It ain’t no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain’t no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess
Goddess! Got it?
[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Same critics wondered if I had it in me
Now want me to play friendly
But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my name could cause a media frenzy
The cameras flash everywhere, make it hard to miss me
Lately I been crazy 'til a psych will commit me
After any competition coming up against me
You think it’s anything better, then come convince me
Until then I’ll be leading the race
So bow down, put your knee to your face
While I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs
Set it off whenever I-G-G in the place, uh
Young rapper, Goddess
Y'all a boring read like Rapper’s Digest
I could never see you fall like I skip through August
I’m thinkin' bout now would be the time to start this
[Hook]
[Bridge x2:]
Put your hands to the sky
But only if you feel the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but y'all know real gods never die
[Hook x2]
Black Widow lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Rita Ora)
[Hook — Rita Ora:]
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
[Iggy Azalea:]
This twisted cat and mouse game always starts the same
First we're both down to play then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something, liking to loving
It was us against the world and now we just fucking
It's like I loved you so much and now I just hate you
Feeling stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothing for us ain't no place in between
Might, might be me believing what you say that you never mean
Like it'll last forever but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last but now you got it mirrored
And as it all plays out I see it couldn't be clearer
Now sing
[Pre-Hook — Rita Ora:]
You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
[Hook — Rita Ora:]
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (Right)
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
Black, black widow, baby
[Iggy Azalea:]
I'm gonna l-l-l-love you until it hurts
Just to get you I'm doing whatever works
You've never met nobody
That'll do you how I do ya
That will bring you to your knees
Praise Jesus hallelujah
I'm-a make you beg for it, plead for it
Till you feel like you breathe for it
Till you do any and everything for it
I want you to fiend for it
Wake up and dream for it
Till it's got you gasping for air
And you lean for it
'Till they have a CAT scan and check on your mind
And it's nothing but me, on it (on it, on it, on it)
Now it's me-time believe that
If it's yours when you want it
I wouldn't promise I need that
Till I'm everywhere that you be at
I can't fall back go quick
Cause this here a fatal attraction so I take it all or I don't want shit
[Pre-Hook — Rita Ora:]
You used to be thirsty for me (Right)
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
[Hook — Rita Ora:]
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (Right)
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
Bl-bl-bla-black widow, baby
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
[Iggy Azalea:]
This twisted cat and mouse game always starts the same
First we're both down to play then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something, liking to loving
It was us against the world and now we just fucking
It's like I loved you so much and now I just hate you
Feeling stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothing for us ain't no place in between
Might, might be me believing what you say that you never mean
Like it'll last forever but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last but now you got it mirrored
And as it all plays out I see it couldn't be clearer
Now sing
[Pre-Hook — Rita Ora:]
You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
[Hook — Rita Ora:]
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (Right)
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
Black, black widow, baby
[Iggy Azalea:]
I'm gonna l-l-l-love you until it hurts
Just to get you I'm doing whatever works
You've never met nobody
That'll do you how I do ya
That will bring you to your knees
Praise Jesus hallelujah
I'm-a make you beg for it, plead for it
Till you feel like you breathe for it
Till you do any and everything for it
I want you to fiend for it
Wake up and dream for it
Till it's got you gasping for air
And you lean for it
'Till they have a CAT scan and check on your mind
And it's nothing but me, on it (on it, on it, on it)
Now it's me-time believe that
If it's yours when you want it
I wouldn't promise I need that
Till I'm everywhere that you be at
I can't fall back go quick
Cause this here a fatal attraction so I take it all or I don't want shit
[Pre-Hook — Rita Ora:]
You used to be thirsty for me (Right)
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
[Hook — Rita Ora:]
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (Right)
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
Bl-bl-bla-black widow, baby
Lady Patra lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Mavado)
No pussyhole can come in our place
In our arena, in our establishment
And try talk the talk and walk the walk
And act like them don't know where we from
Like we don't have the biggest in hundred
Iggy, what you say?
What you say?
Bullet!
[Hook x2:]
Classic, Sinatra
Bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Paper planes, roger that, 10-4
Got money, been had it, still gettin' more
Oh y'all in the building, but on different floors
Y'all couldn't see it how we see it on ya tippie-toes
Iggy so killing, so pretty, still pretty
Talkin' hits on hits, McGuire, Bonds, Griffey
Mash it up bring the queens of the dancehall with me
Pearl handle on the pistol, tell this world to come and get me
And I'm thummin' through designers to pick which'll fit me proper
Paid dues, climbed through the ranks, but we ain't Shabba
Need me a rude boy, something straight out the shockers
That could drive a girl crazy, all the way off my rocker
Versaces over eyelids, lookin' like Biggie Poppa
No they thought I wouldn't make it, I'm lookin' like what's the matter?
But tell them money talks, and them man not saying nada
This the new classic, signed sincerely, Lady Patra
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Mavado]
She's special and phenomenal
Body strong like a stallion
She got me wild like an animal
Chop it up, eh pon de floor
Chop it up, eh pon de floor
You put your whine dynamical
Billion dollar shit, trillion dollar looks
Tell them broke bitch, read it in the books
Your thing turn up, you got Louis on your foot
You know you got gully on the hook
It's the [?]
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Mavado]
Said she need a real man
Oh yes she want a real one
So she fuck with a Jamaican
Done (haha!)
Your body lookin' like a billion dollar
The baddest bitch you ever seen
The one I want to be my baby mama
I fuck her like my enemy
[Hook x2]
In our arena, in our establishment
And try talk the talk and walk the walk
And act like them don't know where we from
Like we don't have the biggest in hundred
Iggy, what you say?
What you say?
Bullet!
[Hook x2:]
Classic, Sinatra
Bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Paper planes, roger that, 10-4
Got money, been had it, still gettin' more
Oh y'all in the building, but on different floors
Y'all couldn't see it how we see it on ya tippie-toes
Iggy so killing, so pretty, still pretty
Talkin' hits on hits, McGuire, Bonds, Griffey
Mash it up bring the queens of the dancehall with me
Pearl handle on the pistol, tell this world to come and get me
And I'm thummin' through designers to pick which'll fit me proper
Paid dues, climbed through the ranks, but we ain't Shabba
Need me a rude boy, something straight out the shockers
That could drive a girl crazy, all the way off my rocker
Versaces over eyelids, lookin' like Biggie Poppa
No they thought I wouldn't make it, I'm lookin' like what's the matter?
But tell them money talks, and them man not saying nada
This the new classic, signed sincerely, Lady Patra
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Mavado]
She's special and phenomenal
Body strong like a stallion
She got me wild like an animal
Chop it up, eh pon de floor
Chop it up, eh pon de floor
You put your whine dynamical
Billion dollar shit, trillion dollar looks
Tell them broke bitch, read it in the books
Your thing turn up, you got Louis on your foot
You know you got gully on the hook
It's the [?]
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Mavado]
Said she need a real man
Oh yes she want a real one
So she fuck with a Jamaican
Done (haha!)
Your body lookin' like a billion dollar
The baddest bitch you ever seen
The one I want to be my baby mama
I fuck her like my enemy
[Hook x2]
Fuck Love lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Hook:]
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
I'm already in love with myself
So in love with myself
I'm already in love with myself
Fuck love, give me diamonds
[Verse 1:]
So you want a type of bitch that'll stay at home
But I'm too busy getting mine on
So the kinda girl you want
Boy you need to call Tyrone
I don't need your help
I can take care of myself
I might get into the money
Baby, couldn't you tell?
I'm much chillin in Euro
Making a whole lotta euros
Yeah my money so plural
Honey that's what I do though
You can't break my heart
You can't take my pride
Oh no, that love shit, I won't do it
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Y'all dudes is a hot damn mess
I'm way too blessed to be stressed
So I don't want no boyfriend
Just give me them checks
What if I'm a material girl?
Can't blame me I live in a material world
It's crazy, this much it should be making me hurl
Big baby, I know you want a taste of the pearl
It's my life, I'm a do who I want to
Do what I want to, and I don't want you
Alright, see my times gonna cost you
And all my love don't cost a thing
You can't break my heart
You can't take my pride
Oh no, that love shit, I won't do it
[Hook]
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
I'm already in love with myself
So in love with myself
I'm already in love with myself
Fuck love, give me diamonds
[Verse 1:]
So you want a type of bitch that'll stay at home
But I'm too busy getting mine on
So the kinda girl you want
Boy you need to call Tyrone
I don't need your help
I can take care of myself
I might get into the money
Baby, couldn't you tell?
I'm much chillin in Euro
Making a whole lotta euros
Yeah my money so plural
Honey that's what I do though
You can't break my heart
You can't take my pride
Oh no, that love shit, I won't do it
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Y'all dudes is a hot damn mess
I'm way too blessed to be stressed
So I don't want no boyfriend
Just give me them checks
What if I'm a material girl?
Can't blame me I live in a material world
It's crazy, this much it should be making me hurl
Big baby, I know you want a taste of the pearl
It's my life, I'm a do who I want to
Do what I want to, and I don't want you
Alright, see my times gonna cost you
And all my love don't cost a thing
You can't break my heart
You can't take my pride
Oh no, that love shit, I won't do it
[Hook]
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
Bounce lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Make it bounce
I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm bout to work you, watch your mouth drop real low
I'm turning you up, burning the clutch
Full speed, both feet to the floor, feet to the floor
DJ running it back once more,
Time to party, that's all I know
Grab somebody, tell them, "Baby, baby, baby, let's go."
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Oh oh oh oh oh
Make it bounce
Iggy Iggy getting them tipsy
Tipping in brah, hundreds and fifties
Pulling up NASCAR, black car, shitting on everyone, sipping whatever we feeling
Real, real good, hands to the ceiling
Dancin' we dizzy, we spinnin' we spinnin'
All about money, the night's never ending
We party 'til morning, tomorrow we kick it
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Oh oh oh oh oh
Make it bounce
Let your hair down, and shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit
Sweat it out, go nuts in this bitch
Dip it, spin it and watching my hips
I see you watchin' my hips,
Crazy, move your body like Swayze
Round and round
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
It's a fucking celebration
Go go go
Girl shake that thing like you made it
Get low low low
Then show the good like you wasted
Pow pow pow
And spray the crowd with amazement
For sure sure sure
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy [4x]
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Oh oh oh oh oh
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
I don't wanna hurt you
But I'm bout to work you, watch your mouth drop real low
I'm turning you up, burning the clutch
Full speed, both feet to the floor, feet to the floor
DJ running it back once more,
Time to party, that's all I know
Grab somebody, tell them, "Baby, baby, baby, let's go."
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Oh oh oh oh oh
Make it bounce
Iggy Iggy getting them tipsy
Tipping in brah, hundreds and fifties
Pulling up NASCAR, black car, shitting on everyone, sipping whatever we feeling
Real, real good, hands to the ceiling
Dancin' we dizzy, we spinnin' we spinnin'
All about money, the night's never ending
We party 'til morning, tomorrow we kick it
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Oh oh oh oh oh
Make it bounce
Let your hair down, and shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit
Sweat it out, go nuts in this bitch
Dip it, spin it and watching my hips
I see you watchin' my hips,
Crazy, move your body like Swayze
Round and round
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
It's a fucking celebration
Go go go
Girl shake that thing like you made it
Get low low low
Then show the good like you wasted
Pow pow pow
And spray the crowd with amazement
For sure sure sure
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy [4x]
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Make it bounce
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Oh oh oh oh oh
Shake it, break it, make it bounce!
Rolex lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
You used to be everything, now that mean nothing
Thought this was poker with the cards up but we were bluffing
I miss you but pride won't let me tell you
Thought that we had all the time
But I'm guessing that plans fell through
Yeah, we fell off
I won't ask you to climb back
I paid twenty for that Rolly, I just want my time back
Was wrong too but I see it now
That you don't give a damn
I got you tatted, you took off before the ink dried on my hands
I was down to give you the world, instead you gave me hell
I lied, tried to be perfect and I played myself
And it hurts so bad, we coulda worked on that
Cause you say you love me, but real love don't work like that
The truth is, I left a piece of me in a piece I gave you
And I tend to laugh and crack a smile when things get painful
Said I crack a smile when things get painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
[Hook:]
Rolex's don't tick-tock
But damn it baby, my time costs
And damn it baby, my time is money
So I need payback for all the time lost
I need payback for all the time lost
Said, I need payback for all the time lost
Damn it baby, my time costs
So I need payback for all the time lost
[Verse 2:]
Say that you love me
I say that you're lying
Cause I said we could work on it, you said "let's leave it behind"
Couldn't put together the picture I paint in my mind
So how I see you know insulting me is wasting my time
But we live and learn and learn and love and let go
Cause if we stay in this then we might make it worse than before
Another hard lesson, stressing taking personal notes
Remember sweet nothings, like baby, what's the purpose in those?
Both of us saying it shouldn't have went like that
But sometimes in love, it just get like that
Used to think that when it went wrong we'd get right back
You know, Cupid's got another arrow, and shit like that
And for all of y'all watching I hope that this entertain you
And that you enjoyed this song that I sang you
Cause I'm still here laughing when it gets painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
[Hook x2]
You used to be everything, now that mean nothing
Thought this was poker with the cards up but we were bluffing
I miss you but pride won't let me tell you
Thought that we had all the time
But I'm guessing that plans fell through
Yeah, we fell off
I won't ask you to climb back
I paid twenty for that Rolly, I just want my time back
Was wrong too but I see it now
That you don't give a damn
I got you tatted, you took off before the ink dried on my hands
I was down to give you the world, instead you gave me hell
I lied, tried to be perfect and I played myself
And it hurts so bad, we coulda worked on that
Cause you say you love me, but real love don't work like that
The truth is, I left a piece of me in a piece I gave you
And I tend to laugh and crack a smile when things get painful
Said I crack a smile when things get painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
[Hook:]
Rolex's don't tick-tock
But damn it baby, my time costs
And damn it baby, my time is money
So I need payback for all the time lost
I need payback for all the time lost
Said, I need payback for all the time lost
Damn it baby, my time costs
So I need payback for all the time lost
[Verse 2:]
Say that you love me
I say that you're lying
Cause I said we could work on it, you said "let's leave it behind"
Couldn't put together the picture I paint in my mind
So how I see you know insulting me is wasting my time
But we live and learn and learn and love and let go
Cause if we stay in this then we might make it worse than before
Another hard lesson, stressing taking personal notes
Remember sweet nothings, like baby, what's the purpose in those?
Both of us saying it shouldn't have went like that
But sometimes in love, it just get like that
Used to think that when it went wrong we'd get right back
You know, Cupid's got another arrow, and shit like that
And for all of y'all watching I hope that this entertain you
And that you enjoyed this song that I sang you
Cause I'm still here laughing when it gets painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
[Hook x2]
Just Askin' lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
Wassup, in your world?
And are you still coolin' with that lame girl?
I ain't hatin', it don't matter though
I kept it cool, but you made me wanna slap a ho
I look good, what does she have?
I was down, on knee pads
Look, this kinda sound like a poem
If you relate then point 'em out if you know 'em
Hey, boy hush that, I remembered you aroun' with your mustache
You was hanging so hard, you nearly lost that
Little trick you like to do, yeah I taught that
[Hook:]
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Played your cards right, you could've had that space
I'm not hatin', and I'm a play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
[Verse 2:]
I just happened
To run into you and I noticed your reaction
You couldn't say shit, I read your caption
She a one-hit wonder, and you missin' my classics
Damn that's tragic
I would hate to be you
To tell the truth, she could never be me
I got a new man, with a few new bands
Give me what I want, and he got that D
[Hook]
[Spoken:]
(Sent Saturday at 11: 53 PM)
You know what, you are seriously such a fuckin' bitch ass, loser, motherfucker
You got over me? Yeah, you got the fuck over me
Cause you fucked another fuckin' bitch
(End of message)
(Next message)
I'm sorry that I'm crying right now
But I'm drunk, and
(End of message)
(Next message)
This is bullshit, because you found
A new perfect girl for you
[Pre-Hook:]
Wassup, in your world?
Wassup - wassup, in your world?
[Hook]
Wassup, in your world?
And are you still coolin' with that lame girl?
I ain't hatin', it don't matter though
I kept it cool, but you made me wanna slap a ho
I look good, what does she have?
I was down, on knee pads
Look, this kinda sound like a poem
If you relate then point 'em out if you know 'em
Hey, boy hush that, I remembered you aroun' with your mustache
You was hanging so hard, you nearly lost that
Little trick you like to do, yeah I taught that
[Hook:]
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Played your cards right, you could've had that space
I'm not hatin', and I'm a play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
[Verse 2:]
I just happened
To run into you and I noticed your reaction
You couldn't say shit, I read your caption
She a one-hit wonder, and you missin' my classics
Damn that's tragic
I would hate to be you
To tell the truth, she could never be me
I got a new man, with a few new bands
Give me what I want, and he got that D
[Hook]
[Spoken:]
(Sent Saturday at 11: 53 PM)
You know what, you are seriously such a fuckin' bitch ass, loser, motherfucker
You got over me? Yeah, you got the fuck over me
Cause you fucked another fuckin' bitch
(End of message)
(Next message)
I'm sorry that I'm crying right now
But I'm drunk, and
(End of message)
(Next message)
This is bullshit, because you found
A new perfect girl for you
[Pre-Hook:]
Wassup, in your world?
Wassup - wassup, in your world?
[Hook]
Yo El Ray lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Four score
Lotta years ago
Fine aussie lady had a bad bitch
And she grew to be me
Fuck a dime, I’m a dollar
Katsuya lunch
Bitch dine at Kitana
Rattle, Dolce and Gabanna
Diapers killin' your expenses
Bottle’s Hermes, bitch
If I burp that spit expensive
Wrong, kill a bitch with the heels
D.O.A when I step for realz
Ill, rap a ho in hole
This ain’t whole, ot’s just a drill
I’m on the stars
I’m gone no more more waitin
I know shit ain’t fair
No chocolate bacon
Raping bars, I know
Throw that bitch in jail
Give a ho that L
Bout to roll that L. Thomas Westly
Iggy swelll
Pockets swell, overweight
Bank obese, plenty cake
I’m a grind till I erase
Decent work for decent pay
He might just beats, no, not Dre
I need that love like Christian Grey
TrapGold Queen, you hoes in a corner
Jet, jet, mansion, in that order, yes
Fuck it, Diplo, I need more
Don’t need no drank
Don’t need no smoke
Real white girl, I am the coke
I hang with white bitches
I roll with black bitches
I got them asians and them latins
In the trap bitches
Oh yeah, you rap bitches?
This shit a wrap bitches
My name be climbing up them poles
Make it clap bitches
Thought I was gone?
I’m here for ten mo'
It’s pronunced “Iggy”, bitch
And he is Diplo
Lotta years ago
Fine aussie lady had a bad bitch
And she grew to be me
Fuck a dime, I’m a dollar
Katsuya lunch
Bitch dine at Kitana
Rattle, Dolce and Gabanna
Diapers killin' your expenses
Bottle’s Hermes, bitch
If I burp that spit expensive
Wrong, kill a bitch with the heels
D.O.A when I step for realz
Ill, rap a ho in hole
This ain’t whole, ot’s just a drill
I’m on the stars
I’m gone no more more waitin
I know shit ain’t fair
No chocolate bacon
Raping bars, I know
Throw that bitch in jail
Give a ho that L
Bout to roll that L. Thomas Westly
Iggy swelll
Pockets swell, overweight
Bank obese, plenty cake
I’m a grind till I erase
Decent work for decent pay
He might just beats, no, not Dre
I need that love like Christian Grey
TrapGold Queen, you hoes in a corner
Jet, jet, mansion, in that order, yes
Fuck it, Diplo, I need more
Don’t need no drank
Don’t need no smoke
Real white girl, I am the coke
I hang with white bitches
I roll with black bitches
I got them asians and them latins
In the trap bitches
Oh yeah, you rap bitches?
This shit a wrap bitches
My name be climbing up them poles
Make it clap bitches
Thought I was gone?
I’m here for ten mo'
It’s pronunced “Iggy”, bitch
And he is Diplo
Down South lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Hook:]
Looking up North, while you're touching down South (muah)
I say it where I want it so you taking it out [x2]
I'm going, going, going, going, going Down South
I'm going, going, going, going, going kiss that mouth [x2]
Kiss that muah muah muah [x4]
Went down the kiss...
This pink pussy got no lipstick...
More like lip gloss when it's sticky
Ain't no bitch bossin' like Iggy
I'm gettin' head with my shades on
He head over heels, he wake on
Got his face lookin' all painted on
When he done gettin' his taste on
But aint no returnin' this favor
When you get done put your name on this waver
Makin a statement bout how you ate this
Fittin'a put it and finna?
I'm givin' it to you no chaser
But this (meow) be wet on the rocks
Iggy do fades, and braids it really don't matter
This pussy gon' drip on them locks
That Hello Kitty; no pencil pouch
This pussy neat like it's stenciled out
I got his tongue shinin', call him Mr. Clean
It's like Listerine when he rinse it out
I got his girls callin' on missions now
When they say they mad 'cause they missin' out
But I'm very fine and his face is clogged
And he say he love it when he kissin' now
[Hook]
Jumpin' out the dam like a motherfuckin' laker hoe
Do me one favor, don't do me no favors
And I get 380 every time he 360s
Got my old dude calling, go my new dude with me
Startin' in the A then he lead me the Bay
Pit stop in Texas?
Ask him "baby, how it taste, I bet it taste good'
Pullin' out in slauson; I better taste hood
Got me like "yeah, I'm Gucci, Ferragamo, and Louis"
No department stores I'm in boutiques
If it ain't high class it don't suit me
Got that bubblicious; that chewy
Make your man act like a groupie
You like fruit then imagine I'm smoothie
Pussy Monster; give me that tunechi
Said he want a blow fish, I'm hoodie
Follow my legs to my booty
Self sufficient I do me
Broke hoes think I'm boujee
Moody... who me?
Why man? I'm rudie
So I drop the top on my two seat
While he roll his tongue on my tootsie
[Hook]
Looking up North, while you're touching down South (muah)
I say it where I want it so you taking it out [x2]
I'm going, going, going, going, going Down South
I'm going, going, going, going, going kiss that mouth [x2]
Kiss that muah muah muah [x4]
Went down the kiss...
This pink pussy got no lipstick...
More like lip gloss when it's sticky
Ain't no bitch bossin' like Iggy
I'm gettin' head with my shades on
He head over heels, he wake on
Got his face lookin' all painted on
When he done gettin' his taste on
But aint no returnin' this favor
When you get done put your name on this waver
Makin a statement bout how you ate this
Fittin'a put it and finna?
I'm givin' it to you no chaser
But this (meow) be wet on the rocks
Iggy do fades, and braids it really don't matter
This pussy gon' drip on them locks
That Hello Kitty; no pencil pouch
This pussy neat like it's stenciled out
I got his tongue shinin', call him Mr. Clean
It's like Listerine when he rinse it out
I got his girls callin' on missions now
When they say they mad 'cause they missin' out
But I'm very fine and his face is clogged
And he say he love it when he kissin' now
[Hook]
Jumpin' out the dam like a motherfuckin' laker hoe
Do me one favor, don't do me no favors
And I get 380 every time he 360s
Got my old dude calling, go my new dude with me
Startin' in the A then he lead me the Bay
Pit stop in Texas?
Ask him "baby, how it taste, I bet it taste good'
Pullin' out in slauson; I better taste hood
Got me like "yeah, I'm Gucci, Ferragamo, and Louis"
No department stores I'm in boutiques
If it ain't high class it don't suit me
Got that bubblicious; that chewy
Make your man act like a groupie
You like fruit then imagine I'm smoothie
Pussy Monster; give me that tunechi
Said he want a blow fish, I'm hoodie
Follow my legs to my booty
Self sufficient I do me
Broke hoes think I'm boujee
Moody... who me?
Why man? I'm rudie
So I drop the top on my two seat
While he roll his tongue on my tootsie
[Hook]
Demons lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
It go fly bitch, fly shit, and got these ho on my dick
And if I could have one wish its that I die rich
Yeah, a bitch tryna go to the grave with it
Know I keep that crack, gettin paid with it
Real talk, while you bitches just play with it
Long hair don't care, Bad bitch. Don't stare
You could leave don't care won't care, flow rare
So turned up don't wanna turn down
You see that ass from the front, no turn arounds
Like got damn, I mean oh, shit! cold bitch and my flow sick
So sick I might cough and hack and then toss some racks
Like count alla that
Nah, now I'm about my business. And I know these hoes ain't with it
Wanna talk about paper? I got it. Broke muthafuckas might not get it
Now murder murder kill, hundred dollar bills
Real bitch till I die, now tell me how it feel, huh?!
[Chorus:]
Demons, Cmon!
You gotta vision, you're on a mission…
Demons, Live on!
And where I die, hang me high!
[B Section:]
Real bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
[Verse 2:]
Money up so its going down, I got enough dough to go round and round
I'm talkin round and round, but no merry-go
Hoes see me out and say "there she go"
You know point and look. You know stop and stare
Yeah I'm racked up, but not stopping there
You see me in the store then I'm copping that
Clutch full of that green, Rodman hair
You know first class champagne designer life is my campaign
I been ill and I can't change, so ill its a damn shame
But I spend it like its no damn thang what you made in a year is just chump change
Low paper, really no paper, huh?
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. You don't fuck with who? Bitch you sound stupid
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. And we ain't never stopping. act like ya know it!
[Chorus:]
Demons, Cmon!
You gotta vision, you're on a mission…
Demons, Live on!
And where I die, hang me high!
[B Section:]
Real bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
It go fly bitch, fly shit, and got these ho on my dick
And if I could have one wish its that I die rich
Yeah, a bitch tryna go to the grave with it
Know I keep that crack, gettin paid with it
Real talk, while you bitches just play with it
Long hair don't care, Bad bitch. Don't stare
You could leave don't care won't care, flow rare
So turned up don't wanna turn down
You see that ass from the front, no turn arounds
Like got damn, I mean oh, shit! cold bitch and my flow sick
So sick I might cough and hack and then toss some racks
Like count alla that
Nah, now I'm about my business. And I know these hoes ain't with it
Wanna talk about paper? I got it. Broke muthafuckas might not get it
Now murder murder kill, hundred dollar bills
Real bitch till I die, now tell me how it feel, huh?!
[Chorus:]
Demons, Cmon!
You gotta vision, you're on a mission…
Demons, Live on!
And where I die, hang me high!
[B Section:]
Real bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
[Verse 2:]
Money up so its going down, I got enough dough to go round and round
I'm talkin round and round, but no merry-go
Hoes see me out and say "there she go"
You know point and look. You know stop and stare
Yeah I'm racked up, but not stopping there
You see me in the store then I'm copping that
Clutch full of that green, Rodman hair
You know first class champagne designer life is my campaign
I been ill and I can't change, so ill its a damn shame
But I spend it like its no damn thang what you made in a year is just chump change
Low paper, really no paper, huh?
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. You don't fuck with who? Bitch you sound stupid
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. And we ain't never stopping. act like ya know it!
[Chorus:]
Demons, Cmon!
You gotta vision, you're on a mission…
Demons, Live on!
And where I die, hang me high!
[B Section:]
Real bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
Slo lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Chorus:]
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo
[Verse 1:]
Used to be happy, but now shit's unpredictable
I smiled at the show but there were tears in the limo though
You fucked her on my birthday and that’s what really hurt the most
You tell the truth… half way, guess thats why this unfixable
But still...
[Chorus:]
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo, yeah
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
[Verse 2:]
When I call sometimes I wish you pick up
But most days the call is declined
It’s okay, I don’t give a fuck
You outta sight, so you outta mind
I'm doing alright know I’ma be fine
I gotta few candidates standing in line
Broke up before but I wasn’t like this
Not many regrets I wish I could rewind
Damn. We both got our lives so it's no surprise
The Schedules conflict and we can’t coincide
My heart's cold, feels like I got no insides
We rushed it to the finish line, we should have took our time
You make me crazy with rash decisions and sudden movements
Can’t even enjoy a moment or pay attention to it
If I could try this shit again? Real shit I'd probably do it…
That's why it's hard to act like you someone I'm really through with
[x2]
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo, yeah
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo
[Verse 1:]
Used to be happy, but now shit's unpredictable
I smiled at the show but there were tears in the limo though
You fucked her on my birthday and that’s what really hurt the most
You tell the truth… half way, guess thats why this unfixable
But still...
[Chorus:]
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo, yeah
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
[Verse 2:]
When I call sometimes I wish you pick up
But most days the call is declined
It’s okay, I don’t give a fuck
You outta sight, so you outta mind
I'm doing alright know I’ma be fine
I gotta few candidates standing in line
Broke up before but I wasn’t like this
Not many regrets I wish I could rewind
Damn. We both got our lives so it's no surprise
The Schedules conflict and we can’t coincide
My heart's cold, feels like I got no insides
We rushed it to the finish line, we should have took our time
You make me crazy with rash decisions and sudden movements
Can’t even enjoy a moment or pay attention to it
If I could try this shit again? Real shit I'd probably do it…
That's why it's hard to act like you someone I'm really through with
[x2]
When I’m alone, I check the time
I hit you up, you’re on my mind
You love the light, the fast life
Fuck that though
I’d rather go slo, yeah
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
I’d rather go slo
Quicktime lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
Everything that glitters…ain't gold. sept trappin
I'm talkin bout rappin, yo I'm talkin bout the action
An I'm callin up 1st, hit the yo, hits happen
Two beans in the bucket. Fuck it aye, let's take it to the stage
Flip that bird. Equal shows on shows
Equal stacks on racks. Yo I gotta gets paid
Get the rush like a dealer. Cook this flow ship it off no sleep
Every show sold out from the clubs to arenas
Flow dope so I might get sapena, yo
[B Section:]
Deal for the 8th, 21 for the key
Every flow be a quarter you promoters know me
Whip work, whip it hard, gold bricks. OZ
Yeah. I'm talkin bout my shows
Pay money in my hand, Quick Time
[Chorus:]
[repeat] QuickTime
[Verse 2:]
Ain't enough Time, in a day so I ship Every coke line
Take bong, and a brick that's one rhyme
Make stacks, make it flip facing life time
Make it flip like gabby Douglas
You know what that mean?
IGGY gotta bring home the gold
Usain wit my money betta come in a bolt...
White girl mean dope. I swear she go...
They say I'm dope…. Like a
[B Section:]
Deal for the 8th, 21 for the key
Every flow be a quarter, you promoters know me
Whip work, whip it hard, gold bricks. OZ
Yeah I'm talkin bout my shows
Pay money in my hand, Quick Time
[Chorus:]
[repeat] QuickTime
[B Section:]
Time time to get this cash, We blowin money fast
Mijo hit my boost, He just tryna get some ass
If it ain't bout money fuck it, these azaleans they love it
So I gotta drop trapgold, bet all the trunks they sub it
Everything that glitters…ain't gold. sept trappin
I'm talkin bout rappin, yo I'm talkin bout the action
An I'm callin up 1st, hit the yo, hits happen
Two beans in the bucket. Fuck it aye, let's take it to the stage
Flip that bird. Equal shows on shows
Equal stacks on racks. Yo I gotta gets paid
Get the rush like a dealer. Cook this flow ship it off no sleep
Every show sold out from the clubs to arenas
Flow dope so I might get sapena, yo
[B Section:]
Deal for the 8th, 21 for the key
Every flow be a quarter you promoters know me
Whip work, whip it hard, gold bricks. OZ
Yeah. I'm talkin bout my shows
Pay money in my hand, Quick Time
[Chorus:]
[repeat] QuickTime
[Verse 2:]
Ain't enough Time, in a day so I ship Every coke line
Take bong, and a brick that's one rhyme
Make stacks, make it flip facing life time
Make it flip like gabby Douglas
You know what that mean?
IGGY gotta bring home the gold
Usain wit my money betta come in a bolt...
White girl mean dope. I swear she go...
They say I'm dope…. Like a
[B Section:]
Deal for the 8th, 21 for the key
Every flow be a quarter, you promoters know me
Whip work, whip it hard, gold bricks. OZ
Yeah I'm talkin bout my shows
Pay money in my hand, Quick Time
[Chorus:]
[repeat] QuickTime
[B Section:]
Time time to get this cash, We blowin money fast
Mijo hit my boost, He just tryna get some ass
If it ain't bout money fuck it, these azaleans they love it
So I gotta drop trapgold, bet all the trunks they sub it
Flexin Finessin lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Juicy J)
[Chorus:]
Flexin and Finessin
Flexin and Finessin
Ain't got no time for stressing
I'm just flexin and finessing
[Iggy Azalea:]
Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin.
This my world boy I been shittin
These bad bitches? I'm friends with em
They bow down and let my friends hit em
Like got damn. this Tight Gold shit!
You ridin' round in my old whip
Me? Trapgold 1st? Black hood
He gotta double cup, and pour that good
I got racks to play, you on my tip.
You just window shop and don't by shit!
I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit.
And to these haters please stay up off my dick
I got cartiers on my eye lids. And these princesses on my wrist
How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?
I'm so fresh to death I just died bitch!
Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for me
Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it
Call me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shit
I like whitneys hips. I like britneys tits
I want em both to strip I'm on pippin shit
And since I can't pick… We'll do a switchy switch, word
[Chorus]
[Juicy J:]
Let’s go!
I was counting cash with the money machine
She giving me head then coming outta her jeans
Smoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..
Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twice
I can do that shit for the rest of my life
Seen the bitch I like hit the bitch twice
Stay flexing hard mother fuck a price
I get it flip it and shit it
Poppin molly dig it back to business
Ride the lamb doing twice the limit
Got your bitch screaming from start to finish
Bank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they ass
Twenty years in the rap game, man I don’t have to make it last
That bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigar
What I'm smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar
With two white kids menage-a-trois
Rolling up, back to back
I need my medicine I got cataracts
One night with yo bitch then you can have her back
Me saving these hoes imagine that
[Chorus x2:]
Flexin’ & Finessin, Fle-Flexin’ & Finessin
Ain’t got no time for stressin
I’m just Flexin’ & Finessin
Flexin’ & Finessin, Flexin’ & Finessin
And Finessin, and Finessin, and Finessin
Flexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
Look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
Flexin and Finessin
Flexin and Finessin
Ain't got no time for stressing
I'm just flexin and finessing
[Iggy Azalea:]
Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin.
This my world boy I been shittin
These bad bitches? I'm friends with em
They bow down and let my friends hit em
Like got damn. this Tight Gold shit!
You ridin' round in my old whip
Me? Trapgold 1st? Black hood
He gotta double cup, and pour that good
I got racks to play, you on my tip.
You just window shop and don't by shit!
I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit.
And to these haters please stay up off my dick
I got cartiers on my eye lids. And these princesses on my wrist
How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?
I'm so fresh to death I just died bitch!
Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for me
Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it
Call me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shit
I like whitneys hips. I like britneys tits
I want em both to strip I'm on pippin shit
And since I can't pick… We'll do a switchy switch, word
[Chorus]
[Juicy J:]
Let’s go!
I was counting cash with the money machine
She giving me head then coming outta her jeans
Smoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..
Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twice
I can do that shit for the rest of my life
Seen the bitch I like hit the bitch twice
Stay flexing hard mother fuck a price
I get it flip it and shit it
Poppin molly dig it back to business
Ride the lamb doing twice the limit
Got your bitch screaming from start to finish
Bank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they ass
Twenty years in the rap game, man I don’t have to make it last
That bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigar
What I'm smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar
With two white kids menage-a-trois
Rolling up, back to back
I need my medicine I got cataracts
One night with yo bitch then you can have her back
Me saving these hoes imagine that
[Chorus x2:]
Flexin’ & Finessin, Fle-Flexin’ & Finessin
Ain’t got no time for stressin
I’m just Flexin’ & Finessin
Flexin’ & Finessin, Flexin’ & Finessin
And Finessin, and Finessin, and Finessin
Flexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
Look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
1 800 Bone lyrics - Iggy Azalea
Motherfuckers calling my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Iggy got that secret service, is the presidential shit,
Get busy tone when you're calling my phone,
My voicemail full of messages.
Say you got that AK47, well, let me see you shoot it,
Eat it up, eat it up, boy, don't bruise it,
Get your hands on it, don't slip, don't lose it.
That bitches in my chat room, my chat room be popping,
Turn that chat room to a freak show and that bitch be topless.
Put it on screen for the whole world, for the whole world can see it.
Got that hotline and it's about time, for niggas swap it up, you gotta re up.
Singing Iggy, oh, Iggy, they wanna play with that kitty,
They're calling blowing my phone up wishing that they can win me.
The way I'm signing I'm hurting feelings, they're wondering what I'm getting,
Now hustle, I'm charging all of you customers by the minute.
Motherfuckers calling my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
I double g-y it, who fuck without an argument,
Well known for them full turtles, sure to be popping Roxanne.
Get late night call with a daddy bar, now tell me who the fuck are you sleeping on?
Round trip fight who the fuck I want, you will never think that the bitch is done.
Private parties on rooftops, exclusive shit when I shoot shot,
These other hoes just crew hopping, I'm pulling up in that new drop.
1 800 bone thug, that freak shit, I put you on some,
You can try all night, but I won't come, try all night, but I won't come.
You better make sure you're ready, these killer instincts is deadly,
I'm calling two at a time, got every way on my telly.
My hot line always ringing, I got them special and deals,
You know my sex is a weapon, they're lining up to get killed.
Motherfuckers calling my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Fuck it, go eight action, go dumb, go insane
And membrane this projection.
I'm a crazy bitch, go stupid, go action, go dumb, go insane,
And membrane this projection.
Get rejection.
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Iggy got that secret service, is the presidential shit,
Get busy tone when you're calling my phone,
My voicemail full of messages.
Say you got that AK47, well, let me see you shoot it,
Eat it up, eat it up, boy, don't bruise it,
Get your hands on it, don't slip, don't lose it.
That bitches in my chat room, my chat room be popping,
Turn that chat room to a freak show and that bitch be topless.
Put it on screen for the whole world, for the whole world can see it.
Got that hotline and it's about time, for niggas swap it up, you gotta re up.
Singing Iggy, oh, Iggy, they wanna play with that kitty,
They're calling blowing my phone up wishing that they can win me.
The way I'm signing I'm hurting feelings, they're wondering what I'm getting,
Now hustle, I'm charging all of you customers by the minute.
Motherfuckers calling my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, that AK47, bang, bang, bang.
I double g-y it, who fuck without an argument,
Well known for them full turtles, sure to be popping Roxanne.
Get late night call with a daddy bar, now tell me who the fuck are you sleeping on?
Round trip fight who the fuck I want, you will never think that the bitch is done.
Private parties on rooftops, exclusive shit when I shoot shot,
These other hoes just crew hopping, I'm pulling up in that new drop.
1 800 bone thug, that freak shit, I put you on some,
You can try all night, but I won't come, try all night, but I won't come.
You better make sure you're ready, these killer instincts is deadly,
I'm calling two at a time, got every way on my telly.
My hot line always ringing, I got them special and deals,
You know my sex is a weapon, they're lining up to get killed.
Motherfuckers calling my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Boy, ain't you know, I can back it up like a dumb bitch.
So call my phone, 1 800 Bone,
Say you got that gun? That AK47, bang, bang, bang.
Fuck it, go eight action, go dumb, go insane
And membrane this projection.
I'm a crazy bitch, go stupid, go action, go dumb, go insane,
And membrane this projection.
Get rejection.
Bac 2 Tha Future (My Time) lyrics - Iggy Azalea
TRAPGOLD...
I got twenty racks on my new jeans, I got ten more in my blue jeans
I walk in and I turn up, pimp tight like I'm permed up
I heard broke bitches talkin' like they rollin' like us
Man, these bitches sound shermed up
These bitches be mad at us because these bitches so down to fuck
Cl-cl-claim that shit, I can bang that shit
Fuck me, fuck a team, I'mma train that bitch
I hope you ain't wife that bitch 'cause I know a couple homies that'll pipe that bitch
Lifestyle flashin' like a Nikon pic
And your bitch chose me 'cause you walk out with
My ass thick, and my drinks mixed, say I'm sick, I say "No shit"
Better fo' drip, and that's a fo' sip and all my flows is slow piff
Closed case, I'm killin' shit, heard your flow, I'm not feelin' shit
My brand right and I'm on one
And these bitches don't want none
These bitches don't want none [x2]
I shine bright 'cause I grind
Bitches hate, I don't mind
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time
[x4]
I got twenty racks on my new jeans, I got ten more in my blue jeans
I walk in and I turn up, pimp tight like I'm permed up
I heard broke bitches talkin' like they rollin' like us
Man, these bitches sound shermed up
These bitches be mad at us because these bitches so down to fuck
Cl-cl-claim that shit, I can bang that shit
Fuck me, fuck a team, I'mma train that bitch
I hope you ain't wife that bitch 'cause I know a couple homies that'll pipe that bitch
Lifestyle flashin' like a Nikon pic
And your bitch chose me 'cause you walk out with
My ass thick, and my drinks mixed, say I'm sick, I say "No shit"
Better fo' drip, and that's a fo' sip and all my flows is slow piff
Closed case, I'm killin' shit, heard your flow, I'm not feelin' shit
My brand right and I'm on one
And these bitches don't want none
These bitches don't want none [x2]
I shine bright 'cause I grind
Bitches hate, I don't mind
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time
[x4]
Golddust lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Chorus:]
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
I’m blasting all in your system, your new single, I missed it
I ride the beat like a disk jokey
I’m winning the race like I fixed it
I'm the main course and the fixings
Bitch, listen!
(I know you can’t get enough of my sound)
Wait a minute, bitch! hold up, hold up, who you’re talking to?
I get several thousand dollars everytime I’m walking through
And the fireworks here they come too
The waitress bought a light show is like
(Gold Dust You Here Me Coming Thru Your…)
Gold hoops and my gold chain
Gold medals, no second place, that silver shit just don’t fit
And that bronze shit, just ain’t my taste!
Talking bad about you, well make sense
Cause you way up under my rank
Write these dope bars in my verses turn into gold bars in my bank
[Chorus:]
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
I’m blasting all in your system, your new single, I missed it
I ride the beat like a disk jokey
I’m winning the race like I fixed it
I'm the main course and the fixings
Bitch, listen!
(I know you can’t get enough of my sound)
Wait a minute, bitch! hold up, hold up, who you’re talking to?
I get several thousand dollars everytime I’m walking through
And the fireworks here they come too
The waitress bought a light show is like
(Gold Dust You Here Me Coming Thru Your…)
Gold hoops and my gold chain
Gold medals, no second place, that silver shit just don’t fit
And that bronze shit, just ain’t my taste!
Talking bad about you, well make sense
Cause you way up under my rank
Write these dope bars in my verses turn into gold bars in my bank
[Chorus:]
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust, you hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blocking off your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
Million Dollar Misfits lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. T.I. & B.o.B)
[B.o.B]
Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
Tell the world we on, tell the world we on
That’s that’s that I live for [x3]
Who we sent get real
Tell the world we on
[Iggy Azalea]
Life like blissing, eh TIP done made an investment
It’s hustle game till I’m resting
Plus rounding round and I’m flexin
Hundred racks for a show, run it
Broke, I blow hundreds
See you talking ’bout not money
What you talking ’bout? Nothing Nothing
GDOD, get doe or die we do
Powder blue Guiseppes and [?] and Maserati coupes
To all my bitches that’s pretty and got a body too
Tell ‘em throw that dough in the air
And go catch
[Chorus: T.I.]
I said we kitsch bitch million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
We kitsch bitch, million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
Finally on (That’s just’s what I live for)
The world we on
Yeah we finally on (That’s just’s that I live for)
(That’s that’s that I live for )
The world we on (That’s just’s that I live for
Who we sent get real)
[B.o.B]
I said, I said, I said I hop in the coupe
Then I throw up the deuce
I take my city every where I go
In that A hat salute
You see is hustle gang bang bang bang
We too hard to can bang
Ain’t no candidates ridin’ over beat, that murder business campaign
See I roll up the ciggy, burning donuts with Iggy
Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest in in yo city
Your woman know when we coming she gon’ pop up any minute
She poppin nails, poppin pillies
Might cop a Porsche, pop a wheelie
[Hook:]
[Iggy Azalea]
Okay shining all I know, and balling all I do
Get the millions when the spring and summer fall I do
Falling through, you saw my crew
We red carpet ready, you say you are as who
Dead fresh like we woke up on the runway
Damn, body bangin like gun play
Red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks
No Hyundai I’m dumb paid
Couldn’t get 3 stacks outta Andre
They ask me what I want, I ask ‘em what you got
Everything private plane multi million dollar yacht
Got that on my hand, mansion
On my way to Cabo, riding suicidal
Get money by the [?]
[Hook:]
Tell the world we on
Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
Tell the world we on, tell the world we on
That’s that’s that I live for [x3]
Who we sent get real
Tell the world we on
[Iggy Azalea]
Life like blissing, eh TIP done made an investment
It’s hustle game till I’m resting
Plus rounding round and I’m flexin
Hundred racks for a show, run it
Broke, I blow hundreds
See you talking ’bout not money
What you talking ’bout? Nothing Nothing
GDOD, get doe or die we do
Powder blue Guiseppes and [?] and Maserati coupes
To all my bitches that’s pretty and got a body too
Tell ‘em throw that dough in the air
And go catch
[Chorus: T.I.]
I said we kitsch bitch million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
We kitsch bitch, million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
Finally on (That’s just’s what I live for)
The world we on
Yeah we finally on (That’s just’s that I live for)
(That’s that’s that I live for )
The world we on (That’s just’s that I live for
Who we sent get real)
[B.o.B]
I said, I said, I said I hop in the coupe
Then I throw up the deuce
I take my city every where I go
In that A hat salute
You see is hustle gang bang bang bang
We too hard to can bang
Ain’t no candidates ridin’ over beat, that murder business campaign
See I roll up the ciggy, burning donuts with Iggy
Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest in in yo city
Your woman know when we coming she gon’ pop up any minute
She poppin nails, poppin pillies
Might cop a Porsche, pop a wheelie
[Hook:]
[Iggy Azalea]
Okay shining all I know, and balling all I do
Get the millions when the spring and summer fall I do
Falling through, you saw my crew
We red carpet ready, you say you are as who
Dead fresh like we woke up on the runway
Damn, body bangin like gun play
Red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks
No Hyundai I’m dumb paid
Couldn’t get 3 stacks outta Andre
They ask me what I want, I ask ‘em what you got
Everything private plane multi million dollar yacht
Got that on my hand, mansion
On my way to Cabo, riding suicidal
Get money by the [?]
[Hook:]
Tell the world we on
Murda Bizness lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. T.I.)
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
[Verse 1:]
Iggy. Do it biggie.
Tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'm a pop 50
These other bitches think they hot?
Not really
She a broke ho, that's how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die
7 60 airline, ride and fly
I'm the God's honest truth
They decide the lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
[Hook:]
Na-na-na-na-now nobody diggin y'all ho's
When Iggy in the spot they be Iggin y'all hoes
I'm cold
Get in that thang
Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[Verse 2:]
Peezy. We got 'em queasy
Give these ho's a hard time, make it look easy
I'm the first of my kind, ye ain't seen any?
We gon' eat this bread cause we made plenty
Stacks piled high, let the hundreds fly
Ye ain't gotta do shit but stay broke and die
While I keep makin' hits with these coca lines
Shit I'm IMAX big, you poster size
[Hook:]
And-nan-na-na-na
They ain't feelin' y'all hoes
If you was on fire, I wouldn't piss on y'all hoes
I'm cold
Get in that thang
Kill bitches dead click clack bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[T.I.:]
Outfit, perfect
Hit the scene, hurt shit
In the 9/11, 9187 merk shit
Holocaust, genocide
Kill "A" ego, any pride
Creamating the hating, it's a murda in the making
I'm taking out shine on top
Buy all bottles from the bar, let's pop champagne
Let them niggas die of thurst, man we about hurt
When the light hit the chain all you see is fire works
Un-mute niggas turned up all the way
Shoot nigga with the swag dock holiday
I'm steady blowin' loud, broke niggas ain't allowed
Click clack bang bang, pow pow
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[Outro:]
Aye! we in that thang
Everybody dress to kill, bang bang
Yea, we in that thang
Everybody dress to kill, bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
We in that Murda Bizness
It's the Murda Bizness
We on that Murda Bizness
It's a Murda Bizness
We in that Murda Bizness
It's the Murda Bizness
We on that Murda Bizness
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
[Verse 1:]
Iggy. Do it biggie.
Tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'm a pop 50
These other bitches think they hot?
Not really
She a broke ho, that's how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die
7 60 airline, ride and fly
I'm the God's honest truth
They decide the lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
[Hook:]
Na-na-na-na-now nobody diggin y'all ho's
When Iggy in the spot they be Iggin y'all hoes
I'm cold
Get in that thang
Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[Verse 2:]
Peezy. We got 'em queasy
Give these ho's a hard time, make it look easy
I'm the first of my kind, ye ain't seen any?
We gon' eat this bread cause we made plenty
Stacks piled high, let the hundreds fly
Ye ain't gotta do shit but stay broke and die
While I keep makin' hits with these coca lines
Shit I'm IMAX big, you poster size
[Hook:]
And-nan-na-na-na
They ain't feelin' y'all hoes
If you was on fire, I wouldn't piss on y'all hoes
I'm cold
Get in that thang
Kill bitches dead click clack bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super Clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[T.I.:]
Outfit, perfect
Hit the scene, hurt shit
In the 9/11, 9187 merk shit
Holocaust, genocide
Kill "A" ego, any pride
Creamating the hating, it's a murda in the making
I'm taking out shine on top
Buy all bottles from the bar, let's pop champagne
Let them niggas die of thurst, man we about hurt
When the light hit the chain all you see is fire works
Un-mute niggas turned up all the way
Shoot nigga with the swag dock holiday
I'm steady blowin' loud, broke niggas ain't allowed
Click clack bang bang, pow pow
It's a Murda Bizness
[Chorus:]
Hit the club
With bad bitches
Stackin' hundreds
Bunch of 50's
Super clean
Fo sho' get em
Hit the scene, kill shit
We in the murda Bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelins
Click clack bang bang
We in the Murda Bizness
My outfit
It merk Bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness
[Outro:]
Aye! we in that thang
Everybody dress to kill, bang bang
Yea, we in that thang
Everybody dress to kill, bang bang
It's a Murda Bizness
We in that Murda Bizness
It's the Murda Bizness
We on that Murda Bizness
It's a Murda Bizness
We in that Murda Bizness
It's the Murda Bizness
We on that Murda Bizness
Runway lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Pusha T)
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart (lay my heart)
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
You ever start to feel that home wasn't your home
Kinda like somebody made you wear the wrong clothes
What you say ain't gotta be what you made of
Well see your heart don't always match where you came from
Couldn't see you so they treat you like a misfit
Because your mind clicks in another district
Call you fake but they don't know what's inside you
Cause what's inside justifies what divides you
Searching for that place right where you wanna be
That's really real where it's never full capacity
Throw that and get away, never come back, don't go the wrong way
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
They say home's where you hang your hat
So beware of the owner cause he bang his gap
International kush and I clean my set
All over the globe V.A. I rep
And it still ain't enough for the haters
Put on for my city, light it up like it's Vegas
How you frontin' on, Ali, I'm the greatest
Float like a butterfly, the porsche ride amazing
I feel like Speedracer
Margielas in the Louis Duffle
MCM hold the Fendi buckle
Paw, that's what I call an interracial couple
Along with poppin' sounds, that's a power struggle
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 3: Iggy Azalea]
Change my longitude, and my latitude
To get an attitude, that shit gratitude
But my mind's gone until I find home
Then I can get my shine on, no rhinestones
Then I can get my shine on, no rhinestones
See you later with my bags, I'm gone
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart (lay my heart)
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
You ever start to feel that home wasn't your home
Kinda like somebody made you wear the wrong clothes
What you say ain't gotta be what you made of
Well see your heart don't always match where you came from
Couldn't see you so they treat you like a misfit
Because your mind clicks in another district
Call you fake but they don't know what's inside you
Cause what's inside justifies what divides you
Searching for that place right where you wanna be
That's really real where it's never full capacity
Throw that and get away, never come back, don't go the wrong way
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
They say home's where you hang your hat
So beware of the owner cause he bang his gap
International kush and I clean my set
All over the globe V.A. I rep
And it still ain't enough for the haters
Put on for my city, light it up like it's Vegas
How you frontin' on, Ali, I'm the greatest
Float like a butterfly, the porsche ride amazing
I feel like Speedracer
Margielas in the Louis Duffle
MCM hold the Fendi buckle
Paw, that's what I call an interracial couple
Along with poppin' sounds, that's a power struggle
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
[Verse 3: Iggy Azalea]
Change my longitude, and my latitude
To get an attitude, that shit gratitude
But my mind's gone until I find home
Then I can get my shine on, no rhinestones
Then I can get my shine on, no rhinestones
See you later with my bags, I'm gone
[Chorus]
Put everything in a suitcase one day,
And run away to the runway
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
If you see me rollin' that's where I'm going
To find somewhere to lay my heart
Home's wherever I lay my heart
Me, Myself, My Money lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Hook x2]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
These moreschi's killing my feet
Versace shades 'cause I'm feeling low key
Case of ace 'cause the homies with me
No ID, they know me
ITG that's how you sound
Chic Luzana I ain't camera
Might put diamonds on my McLaren
Like damn that white bitch crazy
My stunts insane, yeah fuck you payin'
They pay me more 'cause I get shit
you one hundred six four
Six oh oh don't send that dough
Wash MC's stay white like sheets
Crack rock flow bitch cook that dough
Put it in the streets say took that dough
I took that dough, threw it to the ceiling
It fell on the floor, Iggy you killin' I already know
Can't tell me nothing if you already broke. I'm already on
Aiming for the stars I'm already gone
Gotta have dinner with a man on the moon
Married to the shit and the money's my groom
I'm sweeping that shit, Ey grab that broom
[Hook]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
All wins no losses, life of a boss bitch
All I need is an office,
I'm killing shit off.
All I need is a coffin,
Ridin' circles while they wheeze and they coughing
Let the bullshit walk, let my money do the talking
Put up runner walk 'cause there's my target
Rodeo Drive yeah that's my target
Pull up, park it no keys shit
Push it start it, trim cocktails
His name is Marcus, haters salty
Nuts and cashews, I came with Ben and Andrew
We might just 'cause a scandal,
Find out that we menage our Nicky's handle
Yeah that's my M.O, I'm on fire
Just lit the candle, head in sky
Bitch I'm the shit, you should think so too
G shit, just gimme my money, M. O. Y. money over you!
[Hook]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm bound to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
It's just me, myself, my money
In the land of the milk and honey
I came with some playboy bunnies
And Hef just said he coming
This shit right here by dollars
To stunt on hoes is my honour
This bitch must be in hell
If the devil wears Prada
Keep it real they don't want nada
Getting cheese like enchiladas
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the fuck you sayin'
I'm cashing out what the fuck you
playing, playing, playing
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the fuck you sayin'
[Hook x2]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
These moreschi's killing my feet
Versace shades 'cause I'm feeling low key
Case of ace 'cause the homies with me
No ID, they know me
ITG that's how you sound
Chic Luzana I ain't camera
Might put diamonds on my McLaren
Like damn that white bitch crazy
My stunts insane, yeah fuck you payin'
They pay me more 'cause I get shit
you one hundred six four
Six oh oh don't send that dough
Wash MC's stay white like sheets
Crack rock flow bitch cook that dough
Put it in the streets say took that dough
I took that dough, threw it to the ceiling
It fell on the floor, Iggy you killin' I already know
Can't tell me nothing if you already broke. I'm already on
Aiming for the stars I'm already gone
Gotta have dinner with a man on the moon
Married to the shit and the money's my groom
I'm sweeping that shit, Ey grab that broom
[Hook]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
All wins no losses, life of a boss bitch
All I need is an office,
I'm killing shit off.
All I need is a coffin,
Ridin' circles while they wheeze and they coughing
Let the bullshit walk, let my money do the talking
Put up runner walk 'cause there's my target
Rodeo Drive yeah that's my target
Pull up, park it no keys shit
Push it start it, trim cocktails
His name is Marcus, haters salty
Nuts and cashews, I came with Ben and Andrew
We might just 'cause a scandal,
Find out that we menage our Nicky's handle
Yeah that's my M.O, I'm on fire
Just lit the candle, head in sky
Bitch I'm the shit, you should think so too
G shit, just gimme my money, M. O. Y. money over you!
[Hook]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm bound to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
It's just me, myself, my money
In the land of the milk and honey
I came with some playboy bunnies
And Hef just said he coming
This shit right here by dollars
To stunt on hoes is my honour
This bitch must be in hell
If the devil wears Prada
Keep it real they don't want nada
Getting cheese like enchiladas
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the fuck you sayin'
I'm cashing out what the fuck you
playing, playing, playing
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the fuck you sayin'
[Hook x2]
They'd buy my shit if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Flash lyrics - Iggy Azalea (feat. Mike Posner)
It's three in the morning
I'm up and I'm horny
I want you, I want it, I need you upon me
Are you hungry?
Let me know cause I can cook if you coming
Tell me exactly how you want me to look when you're coming
I could be dressed like a schoolgirl, read a book when you're coming
It's ready for you, you could come get the pussy, you want it?
Fresh out the shower, in a towel, ready too,
I-O-U like a vowel for hours
We both getting money, I'm just tryna feel the power
Winter, spring, summer till we fall like autumn.
Lick me all over like they dipped me in chocolate
Give me LoveRance loving like Mayweather boxing
Beat it up, that's right like I stole something,
Beat it up, now I know that made you hungry,
Eat it up, I can't wait too much longer
Hurry up, hurry up
[Hook: Mike Posner]
I pray I don't crash
Cause I'm speeding really fast
Yeah I'm racing to your love
And I'll be there in a flash, flash, a flash
I want it bad,
I gotta have your sexy ass, yeah yeah uh uh
Foot on the gas, hand on the dash
And I'll be there in a flash, flash, a flash
How long before you hit my exit on the freeway?
We gon' freak and let Pandora DJ
Say you not used to seeing pussy on the TV
Well that's probably cause it's usually on your face
Boy what's up? Damn you're so sexy with that passive aggression
I love when you sweating, that means that you're working around these curves
When you swerving it excites me
The way you just doing it, Nike
Almost like it's two in me, Siamese
My main thing, fuck me good like a side piece
Tell me that I'm beautiful then get it from the side please
And I'll be calling out your name like you need to be reminded
This pussy yours baby, this pussy yours baby
So add some to your food and ham more baby,
Cause you got me on lock like a closed door
Now hurry up cause you know what I'm waiting for
[Hook: Mike Posner]
I pray I don't crash
Cause I'm speeding really fast
Yeah I'm racing to your love
And I'll be there in the flash, flash, a flash
I want it bad, uh uh
I gotta have your sexy ass, Iggy uh
Foot on the gas, hand on the dash
And I'll be there in the flash, flash, a flash
And I'll be there in the flash
In the flash
[Outro: Mike Posner]
Uh yeah
Yeah, I can get you diamonds, pearls and shit
You make me wanna start fucking white girls again
You had me switch my whole shit up, real quick in the flash
I'm up and I'm horny
I want you, I want it, I need you upon me
Are you hungry?
Let me know cause I can cook if you coming
Tell me exactly how you want me to look when you're coming
I could be dressed like a schoolgirl, read a book when you're coming
It's ready for you, you could come get the pussy, you want it?
Fresh out the shower, in a towel, ready too,
I-O-U like a vowel for hours
We both getting money, I'm just tryna feel the power
Winter, spring, summer till we fall like autumn.
Lick me all over like they dipped me in chocolate
Give me LoveRance loving like Mayweather boxing
Beat it up, that's right like I stole something,
Beat it up, now I know that made you hungry,
Eat it up, I can't wait too much longer
Hurry up, hurry up
[Hook: Mike Posner]
I pray I don't crash
Cause I'm speeding really fast
Yeah I'm racing to your love
And I'll be there in a flash, flash, a flash
I want it bad,
I gotta have your sexy ass, yeah yeah uh uh
Foot on the gas, hand on the dash
And I'll be there in a flash, flash, a flash
How long before you hit my exit on the freeway?
We gon' freak and let Pandora DJ
Say you not used to seeing pussy on the TV
Well that's probably cause it's usually on your face
Boy what's up? Damn you're so sexy with that passive aggression
I love when you sweating, that means that you're working around these curves
When you swerving it excites me
The way you just doing it, Nike
Almost like it's two in me, Siamese
My main thing, fuck me good like a side piece
Tell me that I'm beautiful then get it from the side please
And I'll be calling out your name like you need to be reminded
This pussy yours baby, this pussy yours baby
So add some to your food and ham more baby,
Cause you got me on lock like a closed door
Now hurry up cause you know what I'm waiting for
[Hook: Mike Posner]
I pray I don't crash
Cause I'm speeding really fast
Yeah I'm racing to your love
And I'll be there in the flash, flash, a flash
I want it bad, uh uh
I gotta have your sexy ass, Iggy uh
Foot on the gas, hand on the dash
And I'll be there in the flash, flash, a flash
And I'll be there in the flash
In the flash
[Outro: Mike Posner]
Uh yeah
Yeah, I can get you diamonds, pearls and shit
You make me wanna start fucking white girls again
You had me switch my whole shit up, real quick in the flash
Glory lyrics - Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1:]
I’m just tryin’ to build my army up
But these days they shootin’ at me with a tommy gun
Carry the weight ’cause I’m strong enough
But sometimes the hate, make me feel like I’m pulling a Tonka truck
What’s the fuss? I bought the murda bizness to all of them
They asking questions like I ain't talking about dressing
Are we talking about art, or are we talking about perception?
If it bangs play my record, if not, then shelf it
While others coming up shorter than elf limbs
I realize I may be the realest bitch they ever dealt with
And to be honest these rumours be all fables
See I don’t get dropped; I drop the label
Let’s keep it very clear, I’m doing just fine
I’m sitting on a million, your bank’s flatline
Death to the haters, face it one time
You got your own dick bitch
Why you ridin' mine?
[Hook]
Kick me down but I’m a champion
Heard them say that I'm not the one
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Carry the weight like a champion
Go sell the dreams to the other ones
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
[Verse 2:]
I never learned to fail, all I know is win
The haters shoot me down, can’t help but crash land
I get up walking, they still talking it never ends
They build me up to break me down it builds me up again
On my Twin Tower shit, even when I’m gone
They gon’ pay to see where I’ve been
I ain’t do this shit alone but it ain't take many friends
Now I understand the song, many men many men
It’s only so long, fake bitches can’t pretend
I’m gone with the wind, they can’t even catch my drift
The hate keep you from hearing, well fuck it read my lips
There’s some things I never do: never lose, never quit
Never change who I am, never give a fuck who gives a shit
I’m drunk off life, of course I’m swerving in and shit
I’m in the zone throne empty I’ma take a sit
And like my girl Tiny all these haters on my Tip
[Hook x3]
Kick me down but I’m a champion
Heard them say they can knock you off
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Carry the weight like a champion
Go sell the dreams to the other ones
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
I’m just tryin’ to build my army up
But these days they shootin’ at me with a tommy gun
Carry the weight ’cause I’m strong enough
But sometimes the hate, make me feel like I’m pulling a Tonka truck
What’s the fuss? I bought the murda bizness to all of them
They asking questions like I ain't talking about dressing
Are we talking about art, or are we talking about perception?
If it bangs play my record, if not, then shelf it
While others coming up shorter than elf limbs
I realize I may be the realest bitch they ever dealt with
And to be honest these rumours be all fables
See I don’t get dropped; I drop the label
Let’s keep it very clear, I’m doing just fine
I’m sitting on a million, your bank’s flatline
Death to the haters, face it one time
You got your own dick bitch
Why you ridin' mine?
[Hook]
Kick me down but I’m a champion
Heard them say that I'm not the one
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Carry the weight like a champion
Go sell the dreams to the other ones
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
Nevermind them, never-nevermind them
[Verse 2:]
I never learned to fail, all I know is win
The haters shoot me down, can’t help but crash land
I get up walking, they still talking it never ends
They build me up to break me down it builds me up again
On my Twin Tower shit, even when I’m gone
They gon’ pay to see where I’ve been
I ain’t do this shit alone but it ain't take many friends
Now I understand the song, many men many men
It’s only so long, fake bitches can’t pretend
I’m gone with the wind, they can’t even catch my drift
The hate keep you from hearing, well fuck it read my lips
There’s some things I never do: never lose, never quit
Never change who I am, never give a fuck who gives a shit
I’m drunk off life, of course I’m swerving in and shit
I’m in the zone throne empty I’ma take a sit
And like my girl Tiny all these haters on my Tip
[Hook x3]
Kick me down but I’m a champion
Heard them say they can knock you off
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Carry the weight like a champion
Go sell the dreams to the other ones
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
Nevermind them, never nevermind them
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