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      Fancy (feat. Charli XCX)

      Fancy (feat. Charli XCX)

      Iggy Azalea

      Album: Reclassified

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      Iggy Azalea - Fancy (feat. Charli XCX) Música y Letra

      First things first, I'm the realest
      Drop this and let the whole world feel it
      And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
      I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics
      You should want a bad bitch like this
      Drop it low and pick it up just like this
      Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
      High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist
      Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that
      Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back
      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
      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
      
      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
      Just the way you like it, huh?
      You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
      Never turn down money, slayin' 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)

      Iggy Azalea - Fancy (feat. Charli XCX) Música y Letra

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