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

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