Iggy Azalea – Fancy Lyrics

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 Bizness¹
I could hold you down, like I’m givin’ lessons in physics (right, right)²
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)³
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin’ worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)⁴
Takin’ all the liquor straight,⁵ never chase that (never)⁶
Rooftop like we bringin’ ’88⁷ back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?⁸
Champagne spillin’, you should taste that

I’m so fancy
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo⁹
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold?¹⁰
Remember my name
‘Bout to blow¹¹

I said, “Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this.”
Can’t stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow¹² retarded,¹³ they speak it depart it
Swagger on super, I can’t shop at no department¹⁴
better get my money on time, if they not money, decline¹⁵
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind¹⁶
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 bold¹⁷
I been working, I’m up in here with some change¹⁸ to throw¹⁹

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 bar²⁰
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want²¹
Yeah, keep on turning it up²²
Chandelier swinging, we don’t give a fuck²³
Film star, yeah I’m deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don’t get to touch²⁴
Ow…

Still stuntin’, how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don’t touch that²⁵
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that²⁶
It’s just the way you like it, huh?
You’re so good, he’s just wishing he could bite it,²⁷ 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-Y²⁸
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Blow