fancy (ex出爐)

Fancy (feat. Charli XCX) - Iggy Azalea
First things first, Im the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it
(let them feel it)
And Im still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down,
like Im givin lessons in physics (Right)
You should want a bad ***** 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
Im so fancy
You already know
Im in the fast lane

From L.A. to Tokyo

Im so fancy
Cant you taste this gold?
Remember my name,
bout to blow
I said baby, I do this,
I thought that, you knew this
Cant stand no haters and honest,
the truth is

And my flow retarded,
they speak it, depart it
Swagger on super,
I cant shop at no depar**ent
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 cant 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,
putmy name in bold
I been working,
Im up in here with some change to throw

Im so fancy
You already know
Im in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
Im so fancy
Cant you taste this gold?
Remember my name,
bout to blow
Trash the hotel

Lets 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 dont give a ****
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive,
you dont get to touch
(Ow!)

Still stunting, how you love that
Got the whole world asking
how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, dont touch that
Look at that I bet you wi*****ng
you could clutch that

Its just the way you like it, huh?
Youre so good,
hes just wi*****ng he could bite it, huh?
(say what what?)
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
Im so fancy
You already know
Im in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
Im so fancy
Cant 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

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