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

 [Verse 1:  Azalea]
 First things first, I'm the realest 
 Drop this and let the  world feel it (let 'em feel it)
 And I'm  in the Murda Bizness
 I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons  physics (right, right?)
 You should want a bad  like this (huh?)
 Drop  low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
 Cup of Ace, cup of  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  we bringing '88 back (what?)
 Bring the hooks in, where the bass 
 Champagne spilling,  should taste that
 
  Charli XCX]
 I'm so fancy, you already 
 I'm in the fast lane, from  to Tokyo
 I'm so fancy,  you taste this gold?
 Remember my name,  to blow-oh-oh-oh
 
 [Verse 2:  Azalea]
 I  baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
 Can't stand no haters, and  the truth is
  my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
 Swagger on stupid, I  shop at no department
  get my money on time, if they not money, decline
 And swear I meant that there so  that they give that line a rewind
 So get my money on time, if they not  decline
 I  can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
  tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
 Put  paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
 I  that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
 I been working, I'm up in here with some change  throw
 
 [Hook: Charli 
 I'm so fancy, you  know
 I'm  the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
 I'm so fancy,  you taste this gold?
 Remember  name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
 
 [Bridge:  XCX]
 Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the 
 Make the phone call, feels so  getting what I want
 Yeah,  on turning it up
 Chandelier swinging, we don't give a 
 Film  yeah, I’m deluxe
 Classic,  you don't get to touch, aow!
 
  3: Iggy Azalea]
 Still  how you love that?
 Got the whole world asking how I  that
 Hot girl, hands off, don't touch 
  at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
 That's just the way you like  huh?
 And so good, he's  wishing he could bite it, huh?
 Never turn down nothing, slayin' these 
 Gold trigger on  gun like
 
  Charli XCX]
 I'm so fancy,  already know
 I'm in  fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
 I'm so  can't you taste this gold?
 Remember my name, 'bout  blow-oh-oh-oh
 
 [Outro: Iggy  & (Charli XCX)] (x2)
 Who that, who that? 
 That  that, do that, I-G-G-Y
 Who that, who that? 
 (Blow-oh-oh-oh)