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      Iggy Azalea

      Album: Survive The Summer

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      Iggy Azalea - OMG Música y Letra

      [Smash David]
      Got, Got it on smash
      
      Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
      Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
      Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
      Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon’ eat it up, beat it up
      
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
      
      He said it tastes so good, I should just serve it on a plate
      Bought that Wraith fresh off the lot, that bitch ain't even got no plates
      I be looking at the stars while my pussy in his face
      How the fuck could I fall off? I get 250 just to play
      They taking shots like, Plaxico
      I'm riding waves in, Mexico
      You bitches gassed like, Texaco
      Ain't bout that bag, no hemaphone
      Make sure your money match your mouth before you ever talk 'bout me
      And if you want me to pull up
      Just know I'ma need a feet (yah!)
      
      Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
      Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
      Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
      Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon’ eat it up, beat it up
      
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
      
      Smoking on some Sticky Icky, need a bitch like Iggy
      Hit my phone up for quickee, no shake but I'm picky
      Told that bitch to ride my dick, she tried to pop a wheelie
      Got so much ass, on a traffic stop to see it
      I be rolling tropical weed up
      I be on a flight with my feet up
      I get on the track and I eat it up
      Get her in the bed, I beat it up
      Bang, I get the bitch and I change her
      Got you bringing weed on the plane
      Everywhere, they throwing up gang (hahahaha)
      
      Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (ah, no)
      Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
      Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
      Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon’ eat it up, beat it up
      
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
      Oh My God, this shit different
      Oh My God, Gucci slippers
      Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
      Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
      
      [Alejandra Hernandez]
      Oh My God
      Biggest bitch ever!

      Iggy Azalea - OMG Música y Letra

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