🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Fancy (ft. Charli XCX) - Iggy Azalea

 [Verse 1: Iggy 
 First things first, I'm  realest (realest)
 Drop this  let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
 And I'm  in the Murda Bizness
 I can hold you down, like  giving lessons in physics (right, right?)
 You should want a bad bitch like  (huh?)
 Drop it low and pick  up just like this (yeah)
 Cup  Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
 High heels, something worth a half a ticket  my wrist (on my wrist)
 Taking all the liquor straight, never  that (never)
 Rooftop like  bringing '88 back (what?)
 Bring the hooks in, where the  at?
 Champagne spilling, you should  that
 
  Charli XCX]
 I'm so fancy,  already know
 I'm in the fast lane, from L.A.  Tokyo
  so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
 Remember my  'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
 
 [Verse  Iggy Azalea]
 I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew 
 Can't stand no haters, and honest,  truth is
 And my flow retarded, each  dear, departed
 Swagger on  I can't shop at no department
 Better get my money on  if they not money, decline
 And swear I meant that there so much  they give that line a rewind
 So get my  on time, if they not money, decline
 I just can't worry  no haters, gotta stay on my grind
 Now tell me, who that, who that? That do  do that?
 Put that paper over all, I thought  knew that, knew that
 I be  I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
 I been working, I'm  in here with some change to throw
 
 [Hook:  XCX]
 I'm so  you already know
  in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
 I'm so fancy, can't you  this gold?
 Remember my name, 'bout  blow-oh-oh-oh
 
  Charli XCX]
 Trash the hotel, let's get drunk  the minibar
  the phone call, feels so good getting what I want
 Yeah, keep  turning it up
  swinging, we don't give a fuck
 Film star, yeah, I’m 
 Classic, expensive, you don't get  touch, aow!
 
 [Verse 3: Iggy 
 Still stunting, how you love 
 Got the whole world asking how I does 
 Hot girl, hands off, don't  that
 Look at  I bet you wishing you could clutch that
 That's  the way you like it, huh?
 And so good, he's just  he could bite it, huh?
 Never turn  nothing, slayin' these hoes
  trigger on the gun like
 
  Charli XCX]
 I'm  fancy, you already know
 I'm in the fast  from L.A. to Tokyo
 I'm so  can't you taste this gold?
 Remember my  'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
 
 [Outro: Iggy Azalea & (Charli  (x2)
 Who that, who  I-G-G-Y
  do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
 Who that, who that? 
 (Blow-oh-oh-oh)