Verse 1: Iggy Azalea] First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the Murda Bizness I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (right, 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, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist) Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (never) Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (what?) Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? Champagne spilling, you should taste that [Hook: Charli XCX] I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh [Verse 2: Iggy Azalea] 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, each beat dear, departed Swagger on stupid, 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 [Hook: Charli XCX] [Bridge: Charli XCX] Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar 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, aow! [Verse 3: Iggy Azalea] 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 it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that That's just the way you like it, huh? And so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? Never turn down nothing, slayin' these hoes Gold trigger on the gun like [Hook: Charli XCX] [Outro: Iggy Azalea & (Charli XCX)] (x2) 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-oh-oh-oh)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got Inbox, fresh First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the Murda Bizness I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (right, 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, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist) Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (never) Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (what?) Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? Champagne spilling, you should taste that I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh 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, each beat dear, departed Swagger on stupid, 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 L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar 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, aow! 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 it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that That's just the way you like it, huh? You so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? Never turn down nothing Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh 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-oh-oh-oh)
I'm so hungry just heated up some foood after a long day rice and beans with chicken thighs I'm so hungry this shit tastes so good so ask for a plate cause it's nooooooo.
So what?, likewise music with no vocals made centuries ago is still popular(classical music etc). You can't take one aspect of a song and judge it based on that.
freestyle yeah I don't need a rap sheet// swag so fancy// You can never get past me// Your level I passed it.// you boys are past tense.// I swear you funny n*ggas got me laughing.// smoking on gas where the breaks at (huh)// smoking on gas I need a break check.
0:30 Boog the bear: Stella As the mighty grizzly I deem you the winner thank you you were a great audience Elliott the deer: Woo hoo and it looks like the winner is Verne Rocky the wolf: Hip Hip Hooray You Won RJ and no I'm not smiling it's gas Sally the fox: Way to go come give momma a hug little Hammy you won Babycakes you won
how you know me? i be balling real hard like im playing for diantoni i be whipping up Mariana up on my rigitoni feel like a jewelry holder got the rings and they all up on me d.book I’m on the suns man supernatural feeling like a thunder man pass me back the mic, you stealing all my thunder man austrailan hands, one hit land, your back down underman flying by you look like captain underpants i see girl im tryna see what’s up under those pants i be making a list, all my cans and all my cants ally oop to me then im flexing at my fannssss if you wanna get it, gotta get it right sitting here, rapping with like 11 cans of sprite i swear you been here for 11 days and nights and i just said yes for you to stay out of pity and spite
Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Students] First thing's first, I'm a white chick (Wait, what?) The whole world was confused when they learned this (She's not black?) And I sound just like Nicki Minaj If she swallowed down testosterone pills mixed with hot sauce (True!) If you wanna get rap famous (Heh) Act dirty south and say "heh" like this (Heh) Parody a movie like Clueless And then shake your, abnormally large for white girls, hips (Hey!) You're a fake, give Nicki her goddamn style back! You look like Gwen Stefani had sex with Riff Raff! You be trippin', got that hood swag You're from Australia! Stop acting black! [Chorus: Alex Farnham as Charli XCX, Fan] No one knows me Just some random chick They found in the street To sing this obnoxious chorus My name's Charli No, I am not Lorde We just look the same I'm a huge fan of Royals I am not Lorde! [Verse 2: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea] I said: make a music vid based on the film Clueless It's the most time I've spent in school, the truth is I am half retarded, high school I departed That's why my tweets are ignorant and racist garbage If you're Asian, fix your weird eyes Mexicans are dirty and wide And I swear I meant that they're so much I'm gonna tweet two more times If you don't speak English, eat shit All Black people get arrested Speaking of which I look like Marlon Wayans From the flick White Chicks Now, tell me who dat, who dat? That is half and half From the waist up, I am white But from the ass down, I am black I be that I-C-C-Y, wrote it with a crayon I can't spell because my IQ is negative ten [Chorus: Alex Farnham as Charli XCX, Sam Macaroni as Teacher] Just like Iggy I'm stupid also Think there's a highway From L.A. to Tokyo There's an ocean Can you drive on it? You must be joking This is why they tell kids to go to college [Post-Chorus: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Sam Macaroni as Teacher] Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat? I-G-G-Y - that is your name, spell that (I-E-G-I?) No! Spell that, spell that! (H-R-T-5?) Noooooooooooo-o-o-o! Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat? (Albert Einstein!) Who dat? Who dat? (You're kidding me, right?) Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat? I told you three times How the hell are you so goddamn slow? [Outro: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Students, Alex Farnham as Charli XCX] -AAAAAAAAAAAAH! -What?! -Holy shit! Iggy Azalea's Nicki Minaj! Oh!
First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got Inbox, fresh First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got Inbox, fresh First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the murder business I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right) You should want a bad bitch like this (ha) 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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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 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 L.A. 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)
First thing's 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 could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, 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 L.A. 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 the 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 L.A. 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 stuntin', how you love that? Got the whole world asking how I does that Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that Look at it 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? Never turn down nothing Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like I'm so fancy You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. 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-I-G-G-Y Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y Blow Who-who-who-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
I could see this being used in an old Mario underground level
😂😂😂
For real though
😆 me too
YES
In a tank game in nintendo 64 too
Never realized it was the same. Thing over and over
how
@@pixeled9683 litteraly it's like the same only a few sound effects extra
True
FRR
But those guys yell "HEY!" for a little bit of it!
So simple yet so good!
i first noticed now that its the same thing the whole song through
Yeah, Just Beat Changes.
It is a good start for someone to make a proper EDM type track.
This is better than the actual song
Way better
yeah tbh, I like Iggy’s rapping on the original version, but the chorus kills it for me
tru that
Yes
Facks
_stop, baby don't stop-_
*_estoy loco mi dulce cocO_*
yay kpopper
Cotton, wind, blow, blouse
Hair, flower, aroma, scent
Cold, eyes, ice, dive
Touch, warm, melt, lips
Wrong song!
don't you know that i'm a bOSS
Thought I was the only one
👍🏻 great music.
All I’m gonna say is 2x speed in a PS4 party...
Thx a lot for all the time almost out
IM SO FANCY
Eww
Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (right, 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, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spilling, you should taste that
[Hook: Charli XCX]
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
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, each beat dear, departed
Swagger on stupid, 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
[Hook: Charli XCX]
[Bridge: Charli XCX]
Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar
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, aow!
[Verse 3: Iggy Azalea]
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 it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
That's just the way you like it, huh?
And so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing, slayin' these hoes
Gold trigger on the gun like
[Hook: Charli XCX]
[Outro: Iggy Azalea & (Charli XCX)] (x2)
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-oh-oh-oh)
so many nctzens here lmao
hey 😩
Sing the beginning of "act up" with this
I just tried it! Lol
I see this as an 80s arcade
Great girl. Seems like. Iconic let’s say that…
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
This is giving me old video game vibes how about you
This is iconic
awesome
same
That's too good
Blueface and mike sherm on this beat would go off. It’s a Bay Area beat
LMAO they did an whole song with the same beat😭😭
0:30
Whts about it?
I could drive to get gas and feel pumped.
good to know rucka rucka ali put this to good use
Literally came here to remake his parody of the breaking bad song
Fancy instrumental for 56 seconds.
This is awesome
🎶🎵Im Batman, im awesome, I gotta 9 pack🎵🎶. is all im hearing 😂
just remember to put alittle bit on if your gona get it.
Your the best X X X X X X X X X X x
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got
Inbox, fresh
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
its nice to hear a voice that doesn't sound she's spitting acid
F A B U L O U S
My wwe fam
WWE AYEE
ayyyyeee wwe is ma life
I love iggy
You want to learn how to make beats. You study shit like this. It’s very simple, but so on point.
Dancers 😎
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (right, 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, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spilling, you should taste that
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
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, each beat dear, departed
Swagger on stupid, 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 L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar
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, aow!
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 it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
That's just the way you like it, huh?
You so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing
Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
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-oh-oh-oh)
Poppin up the popcorn
FIRST THINGS FIRST IM THE REALEST
*Should I put this on the background on one of my videos for my channel* 🤔
Soo good
First video watching on new iPad 4/30/21
Am I the only one who thinks Godzilla has a very similar beat to this?
I came here just because of that
@@thegreengiant2655 i just wanted to check tbh. Godzilla just seems a little faster paced.
wait dam it really is
Oh so it was Godzilla! , I knew i heard a similar beat like this
good point.
Raise your hand if WWE's Carmella brought you here cause of her similar theme
Me
🙋♂️
This is where she got it from
😂😂i thought i was the only one
My family
Pin this and I will say I’m so fancy in class
goooooooood
LeT mE iN iD bE tHe IgGy
This sounds like bye Felicia from dance moms?
Starts at 0:12
I'm so handy
I'm so hungry just heated up some foood after a long day rice and beans with chicken thighs I'm so hungry this shit tastes so good so ask for a plate cause it's nooooooo.
Any one else come from adin kolansky?
Omg yessss
2018?
2019?
2020?
2021?
2023?
This song reminds me of Carmella
WWEfanPage 9 it's used for the same thing
Does anyone remember the parody video of this that was making fun of 12 year old gamers on the internet?
Hmmm something missing a beat in the pre chorus and also in the chorus.
Doesn't this and Classic Man sound similar?
good now theres no annoying voice
I ❤️
F A B U L O U S YES CARMELLA
F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S yes, diamonds on my neck
Why is the lead instrument sawing wood.
omg...
Stop baby don't stop
i-
A Song with an instrumental like this gets nearly 1 billion views. How?
Simplicity, just like 90% of the world nowadays
Barbs and Azaleans share only single brain cell
So what?, likewise music with no vocals made centuries ago is still popular(classical music etc). You can't take one aspect of a song and judge it based on that.
cuz its good
2:18
0:42
3:20
Used in my upcoming mashup :) thx
Fire beat better than the song
I'm Godzilla
👇😏
2017
2014
@@lukefoster8469 Are you really that stupid? They were listening to this IN THAT YEAR.
Coookin that pot of stew up
Why does this sound like Godzilla by Eminem
evem boys har this to
freestyle yeah I don't need a rap sheet//
swag so fancy//
You can never get past me//
Your level I passed it.//
you boys are past tense.//
I swear you funny n*ggas got me laughing.//
smoking on gas where the breaks at (huh)//
smoking on gas I need a break check.
smh nah fam
0:30
Boog the bear: Stella As the mighty grizzly I deem you the winner thank you you were a great audience
Elliott the deer: Woo hoo and it looks like the winner is Verne
Rocky the wolf: Hip Hip Hooray You Won RJ and no I'm not smiling it's gas
Sally the fox: Way to go come give momma a hug little Hammy you won Babycakes you won
What the sample?
No sample these are all simple melodies anybody with a piano and a minor key coulda made. Theres 4 notes in the bass and lead combined
Sound of bassline?
Change video title to move out that music from crap folder.
you trying to hate?
how you know me?
i be balling real hard like im playing for diantoni
i be whipping up Mariana up on my rigitoni
feel like a jewelry holder got the rings and they all up on me
d.book I’m on the suns man
supernatural feeling like a thunder man
pass me back the mic, you stealing all my thunder man
austrailan hands, one hit land, your back down underman
flying by you look like captain underpants
i see girl im tryna see what’s up under those pants
i be making a list, all my cans and all my cants
ally oop to me then im flexing at my fannssss
if you wanna get it, gotta get it right
sitting here, rapping with like 11 cans of sprite
i swear you been here for 11 days and nights
and i just said yes for you to stay out of pity and spite
Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Students]
First thing's first, I'm a white chick (Wait, what?)
The whole world was confused when they learned this (She's not black?)
And I sound just like Nicki Minaj
If she swallowed down testosterone pills mixed with hot sauce (True!)
If you wanna get rap famous (Heh)
Act dirty south and say "heh" like this (Heh)
Parody a movie like Clueless
And then shake your, abnormally large for white girls, hips (Hey!)
You're a fake, give Nicki her goddamn style back!
You look like Gwen Stefani had sex with Riff Raff!
You be trippin', got that hood swag
You're from Australia! Stop acting black!
[Chorus: Alex Farnham as Charli XCX, Fan]
No one knows me
Just some random chick
They found in the street
To sing this obnoxious chorus
My name's Charli
No, I am not Lorde
We just look the same
I'm a huge fan of Royals
I am not Lorde!
[Verse 2: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea]
I said: make a music vid based on the film Clueless
It's the most time I've spent in school, the truth is
I am half retarded, high school I departed
That's why my tweets are ignorant and racist garbage
If you're Asian, fix your weird eyes
Mexicans are dirty and wide
And I swear I meant that they're so much
I'm gonna tweet two more times
If you don't speak English, eat shit
All Black people get arrested
Speaking of which I look like Marlon Wayans
From the flick White Chicks
Now, tell me who dat, who dat?
That is half and half
From the waist up, I am white
But from the ass down, I am black
I be that I-C-C-Y, wrote it with a crayon
I can't spell because my IQ is negative ten
[Chorus: Alex Farnham as Charli XCX, Sam Macaroni as Teacher]
Just like Iggy
I'm stupid also
Think there's a highway
From L.A. to Tokyo
There's an ocean
Can you drive on it?
You must be joking
This is why they tell kids to go to college
[Post-Chorus: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Sam Macaroni as Teacher]
Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat?
I-G-G-Y - that is your name, spell that (I-E-G-I?)
No! Spell that, spell that! (H-R-T-5?)
Noooooooooooo-o-o-o!
Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat? (Albert Einstein!)
Who dat? Who dat? (You're kidding me, right?)
Who-who-who-who dat? Who dat?
I told you three times
How the hell are you so goddamn slow?
[Outro: Bart Baker as Iggy Azalea, Students, Alex Farnham as Charli XCX]
-AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
-What?!
-Holy shit! Iggy Azalea's Nicki Minaj! Oh!
Dang u bogus 🤣 but that's good
lotto no beat
Lowkey drake could kill this beat...
It was so hard for 4 people to compose that song, what a fucking burden!
Hannibal Buress did a bit on this. "F#&k y'all...I got beats..." (proceeds to bang out said beats on keyboard)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
Stop baby don't stop
I can hear taeyongs voice lmao
Ciaran Nohlen OML YES
lmao
F
A
B
U
L
O
U
S
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got
Inbox, fresh
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
0:29
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
Listen to this jam, show 'em what you got
Inbox, fresh
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the murder business
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
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 L.A. 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 L.A. 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
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 L.A. 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)
First thing's 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 could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, 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 L.A. 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 the 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 L.A. 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 stuntin', how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it 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?
Never turn down nothing
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. 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-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow
Who-who-who-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