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glow - fancy lyrics

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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 b-tch like this
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 b-ss 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 r-t-rded, 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

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

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



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