Letra da Música Fancy & Beg For It (Medley) de Iggy Azalea

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
(Right, right?)
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, something worth a half ticket on my wrist

Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that
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 fastlane
From L. A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow

I'mma make you beg
I'mma make you beg for it
I'mma make you beg
I'mma make you beg

Pulled up looking picture perfect, baby
High price, but I'm worth it, baby
Can't play with ya, I've been busy working, baby
Gettin' faded in the European swervin' name
Look, describe Iggy ground breaking what the word is
Hit the stage, yeah, shake it like I'm nervous
When in New York got me parking right on Madison
This ain't no accident, I'm killing them on purpose
I-G-G-Y, think she just had to do it better
Ride with me, fly livin', there ain't nothin' to it
Am I waist slim ass fat you gotta have it
Get my bake on, cake long
That's automatic

I know you like the way I turn it up
I'm out here with my friends
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it
I do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it

Pussy power, pay me by the hour
I need me a Braveheart, can't deal with a coward
I tell him if he ain't ballin', he should hit the showers
If I peek and you lucky, baby, there's money hours
All yellow gold on me, like I'm Trinidad, James
Sittin' drop top wonder where the sailor's at
I know my old thang wanna bring the feeling back
But I got a new thang, baby, I ain't feeling that now
Iggy Iggy Iggy can't you see?
That everybody wanna put their hands on me
See I be on this money why your man on me
And I need another hand with all these bandz on me

I know you like the way I turn it up
I'm out here with my friends
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it
I do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it

Get up out my face like what you think you are
Talking all this trash like blah-di-blah-di-blah
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh
Get up out my face like what you think you are
Make me wanna laugh like ha-di-ha-di-ha
Oe oh, na uh, Oe oh, na uh

I know you like the way I turn it up
I'm out here with my friends
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it
I do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'mma make you beg, I'mma make you beg for it

Bad boy look boy I like to drop
If you want my love then smoke it up
Make you beg for it, I'mma make you beg for it
Bad boy look boy but don't you touch
If you want my love make me give a fuck
Make you beg for it, I'mma make you beg for it