Trouble by Iggy Azalea
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
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We In This Bitch by Iggy Azalea
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
Red-bottom limping around this bitch
What the fuck you tripping on?
Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone
And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong
We in this bitch, yeah we in this bitch
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
We in this bitch, we in this ho
I got the.40 on me now, who wants to Plaxico?
Shout to Gangsta Gibbs, he the next to blow
You should see my gangster grill, I light the shit from blow
Snowy car transforming instead of transformer
You ever cook the whole thing on a George Foreman?
What about a nine on the gas grill?
Four-fifty for the silk, pay my gas bill
So many horses in the rari, park it in the barn
Took the ice up out my cup and put it in my charm
And this bad bitch with me from another planet
Stay on the satellite phone, man, I can't stand it
Hey baby girl, hang the phone up
No talking with your mouth full, you's a grown-up
What the fuck? Who the hell?
Flashback in this bitch, thought I seen a scale
You know how we handle shit, gangster gutter glamorous
Zone One Atlanta shit, over all the amateurs
I'm walking off in here, a boss so, dog, approach with caution though
Disrespect is tolerated, that's some shit you ought to know
Niggas say they ball, yeah, but I'm balling harder though
Cold as the nose on a Appalachian Eskimo
It finna go down, ho, popping bottles, drown hoes
Paid niggas with us, ain't no broke niggas around so
Excuse me, who is he? I don't do this usually
But I'm too fresh to fight, somebody go and get security
I'm buying this, buying that, getting that check and flyin jet
Boucheron, Constantine, Puff like, where you find that?
American at the nature, boy, a lot of nigga hate your boy
Pocket full of money, got more paper than a paperboy
Future, Jeezy, Cris, and Drama
Tip say, let's go get it popping
I'm popping plenty bottles, like I got plenty bricks
Call me Mr. Marcus, I'm in this bitch
Super drink, super smoke and some super hoes
VIP looking like we won the fucking Superbowl
Thirsty chicks trying to give it, I don't want it
You been in more laps than the Indy 500
Conjure's what we drinking, faded til the world end
Never see me planking, unless I'm on your girlfriend
Ludacris, I been a staple in this Southern game
Got the best lines, so I guess I'm slinging Southern caine
My money's louder, you rappers need to hush more
My presidents rock, my accounts are Mount Rushmore
On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots
Altoid can of blue pills, that's my X-box
You could hate, you could dis, you could make a wish
But eight albums, and Luda's still in this bitch
Black Widow by Iggy Azalea
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
This twisted cat and mouse game always starts the same
First we're both down to play then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something, liking to loving
It was us against the world, and now we just fucking
It's like I loved you so much, and now I just hate you
Feeling stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothing for us, ain't no place in between
By me believing what you say that you never mean
Like it'll last for ever but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last but now you got a mirror
But as it all plays out I see it couldn't be clearer
Now sing
You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, the web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
I'm gonna love you until it hurts
Just to get you, I'm doing whatever works
You ain't never met nobody
That will do you how I do ya
That will bring you to your knees
Praise Jesus, hallelujah
Imma make you beg for it, plead for it
Till you feel like you breathe for it
Till you'll do any and everything for it
I want you to fiend for it
Wake up and dream for it
Till it's got you gasping for air And you lean forward
Till they have a CAT scan to check on your mind
And it's nothing but me on it
Now it's me time, believe that
If it's yours and you want it
I want it, promise I need that
Till I'm everywhere that you be at
I can't fall back, go quick
'Cause this here is fatal attraction
So I take it all or I don't want shit
You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, the web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
Impossible Is Nothing by Iggy Azalea
[Verse 1]
Never quit until the clock stops
Never die out until your heart drops
Success will separate you from the have nots
And have all these haters at your neck like an ascot
You could do it too young world
I remember bring exactly like you young girl
But wait, you could do it too young man
See you'll be fine as long as on your own two you stand
[Hook]
Keep on living, keep on breathing
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbing, keep on reaching
Even when this world can't see it
No Impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
[Verse 2]
Got to hate not have a morning you'd love to obtain it
Your future is round the corner so close you can almost taste it
It get worse before its better, that storm you gone have to weather
Either be a busted pipe or a diamond due to this pressure
25 hours 8 days out the week
Focus, keep eyes open victory never sleeps
My prayers for you is that you hit all them goals you trynna reach
I even hope at one point you take it farther then me
[Hook]
[Bridge]
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more till my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
And never sell out my soul for a number on a cheque
I shall never let them see me sweat
Promise to want for more till my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
Just promise me when I'm gone you won't forget
[Hook]
Fancy by Iggy Azalea
[Iggy]
First thing 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
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
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, about to blow
[Verse]
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 speaked 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 dat, who dat? That do that, do that
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been workin', I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, about to blow
[Bridge]
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
[Ìggy]
Still stunting, how you love that
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hi 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 nothing [?]
[?]
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, about to blow
Fancy by Iggy Azalea
[Iggy]
First thing 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
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
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
[Verse]
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 speaked 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 dat, who dat? That do that, do that
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been workin', I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
[Bridge]
Trashed the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep up [?]
[?] is swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah, [?]
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch,
[Ìggy]
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
Fancy by Iggy Azalea
[Iggy]
First thing 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
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
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
[Verse]
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 speaked 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 dat, who dat? That do that, do that
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been workin', I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
[Bridge]
Trashed the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep up [?]
[?] is swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah, [?]
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch,
[Ìggy]
[Chorus - Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy
You won't have enough
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can you taste this gold?
Remember my name [?]
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