Look, we gettin' money
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We spendin' money
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There's june money and decemeber money
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Theres summer money and winter money
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Cold-co-co-co-cold.
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Clothes on top of clothes
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I'm flyer than a bird and I'm shittin' on you hoes
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Whatchu know bitch I'm on.
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And can't nobody turn me off
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And if I was a dick I would be hard but you would make me soft, my god.
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He's choosing like hello hello so pretty bitch hey yellow yellow
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Blond but please don't think I'm dumb
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I'm getting to this bread [?]
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Where's there grey poupon
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These dudes is on my jock
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Everytime I come you would think I was trippin shit the way they throw them ones at me
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I can make you go,
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I can make you move,
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I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do.
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I walk in they like hello hello hello,
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I walk in they like hello hello hello [x2]
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Fuck you bitches,
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You ugly bitches,
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You stupid bitches,
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You dummy bitches,
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You dusty bitches
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Don't touch me bitches whoa.
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Whoa whoa whoa.
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No no no no no
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You're not on my level,
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You're not even close.
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These are ferragamo baby
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What the fuck are those?
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Since you sniff pussies and cry baby
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Go and blow your nose.
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Bitch I'm on.
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And if I have to tell you one more time I'll blow
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Like a bomb, or a horn, or a bitch behind a bungalow at prom.
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What I'm on.
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I swear these bitches not.
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This pussy two times. twat, twat.
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Pussy two more times is exactly what he got.
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After I made it hot and he spent up all his gwap
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I'm talking racks on top of racks.
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And stacks on top of that.
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He took me to the shops and I got bags on top of bags.
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You just like orphan annie get a kitchen back them rags.
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You're not lookin' too good and that's too bad so sad.
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I can make you go,
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I can make you move,
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I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do.
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I walk in they like hello hello hello,
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I walk in they like hello hello hello [x2]
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Hello
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| Iggy Azalea |
