☆ Iggy Azalea-Fancy

First things 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 can hold you down
like I’m givin’ lessons
in physics 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
I’m so fancy
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From LA to Tokyo
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold
Remember my name ’bout to blow
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 that 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 LA to Tokyo
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold
Remember my name ’bout to blow
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 that 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 say what what
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes
gold trigger on the gun like
I’m so fancy
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From LA to Tokyo
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold
Remember my name ’bout to blow
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
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