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