Fancy

Fancy - Iggy Azalea/Charli XCX

Written by：Amethyst Kelly/Charlotte Aitchison/George Astasio/Jason Pebworth/Jon Shave/Kurtis Mckenzie/The Arcade/The Invisible Men

First things 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

You should want a bad *****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''88back What

Bring the hooks in

Where the b***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

Each beat dear depar ted

Swagger on super

I can't shop at no depar**ent

Better 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

So 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

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 f**k

Film star yeah I 'm deluxe

Cl***ic 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 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

Say what what

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 G G Y

Who that who that I G G Y

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