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[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 b+tch 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

[chorus: 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 namе, ’bout to blow+oh+oh+oh

[verse 2: iggy azalea, jeramiah perez]
i said baby, i do this, i thought that you knew this
can’t stand no haters, and honest, thе truth is
that my flow i farted, each beat dear, departed
swagger on stupid, i can’t shop in no department
and get my money on time, if it ain’t ’bout money, decline
and swear i meant that there so much that i give that line a rewind
said i get my money on time, if it ain’t ’bout 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
[chorus: 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

[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 f+ck
film star, yeah, i’m deluxe
classic, expensive, you don’t get to touch, ow!

[verse 3: link neal]
yes, i am a nerd; bookworm, i’m studious
from my cerebral cortex to my gluteus
back in kindergarten, i aced my college entrance exam
now, i’m no rocket scientist — oh, wait, i am
when i pour my alpha+bits, i get nothing but straight a’s
my retainer and headgear connect to a back brace
i’ve got a pocket+protector protector protector
i broke my glasses on purpose so i could tape ‘em together
run back to reddit and type stuff no one will see
you’re a geek, that means you’re just a hipster wannabe
[chorus: 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

[outro: iggy azalea & charli xcx]
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)



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