Omg - Iggy Azalea feat Wiz Khalifa

[Intro: Smash David]
Got it on smash
Got it on smash

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Think he got a chance with a b_tch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he ain't callin' 'bout the guap, I ain't pickin' up, pickin' up (brrp)
Y'all lil' hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the p_ssy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo feelings (yah)
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo' feelings (yah)

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
He said it tastes so good, I should just serve it on a plate
Bought that Wraith fresh off the lot, that b_tch ain't even got no plates
I be looking at the stars while my p_ssy in his face
How the f_ck could I fall off? I get 250 just to play
They takin' shots like Plaxico, I'm ridin' waves in Mexico
You b_tches gassed like Texaco, ain't bout that bag don't hit my phone
Make sure your money match your mouth before you ever talk 'bout me
And if you want me to pull up, just know I'ma need a fee (yah!)

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Think he got a chance with a b_tch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he ain't callin' 'bout the guap, I ain't pickin' up, pickin' up (brrp)
Y'all lil' hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the p_ssy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Wiz Khalifa]
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo feelings (yah)
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo' feelings (yeah)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Smoking on some Sticky Icky, need a b_tch like Iggy
Hit my phone up for a quickee, no shade but I'm picky
Told that b_tch to ride my d_ck, she tried to pop a wheelie
Got so much ass, on a traffic stop to see it
I be rollin' tropical weed up
I be on a flight with my feet up
I get on the track and I eat it up
Get her in the bed, I beat it up
Bang, I get the b_tch and I change her
Got you bringin' weed on the plane
Everywhere, throwin' up gang (hahaa)

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Think he got a chance with a b_tch like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (ah, no)
Calls need to stop he ain't callin' 'bout the guap, I ain't pickin' up, pickin' up (brrp)
Y'all lil' hoes can't sit by the pool, you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the p_ssy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo feelings (yah)
Oh my God, this sh_t different (yah)
Oh my God, Gucci slippers (yah)
Oh my God, my wrist vicious (yah)
Oh my God, might hurt yo' feelings (yah)

[Outro: Alejandra Hernandez]
Oh my God
Biggest b_tch ever!

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