Iggy Azalea (ft. Charli XCX) - Fancy (Yellow Claw Trap Remix) | Текст песни

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First things first I'm the realest (Realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (Let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bidness I could hold you down
Like I'm giving 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 something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrists)

Taking all the liquor straight never chase that (Never)
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (What)
Bring the hooks in where the bass at?
Champagne spilling you should taste that

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-Oh-Oh-Oh

I said "Baby I do this I thought that you knew this"
Can't stand no haters and honest is the truth is
And my flow retarded they speak it depart it
Swagger on stupid I can't shop at no department

And get my money on time, if it ain't that money decline
And swear I'm in meant there so much that I get that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if it ain't that 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'd be the I-G-G-Y put my name in bold
I been working I'm up in here with some change to throw

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-Oh-Oh-Oh

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)

Still stunting, 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

That's just the way you like it, Huh?
You're so good he just wishing he could bite it, Huh?
Never turn down nuting
Slaying these hoes go trigger on the gun like

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-Oh-Oh-Oh

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-Oh-Oh-Oh)

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-Oh-Oh-Oh)

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