Iggy Azalea – Fancy ft. Charli XCX



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Music video by Iggy Azalea performing Fancy. (C) 2014 Virgin EMI Records, a division of Universal Music Operations Limited

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43 comentarios

  1. She sucks! Tries to hard to sound like Gwen Stefani! That's right…wanna be honorary black chick singing like a white chick singing like a white chick.

  2. Nossa sou apaixonada por essa música chiquerrima.Essa música é muito top.E essa Iggy azalea é super linda maravilhosa demais perfeita demais um mulherão e ela tem um corpão maravilhoso e essa Charli xcx tbm é super linda maravilhosa demais perfeita demais um mulherão e ela tbm tem um corpão maravilhoso e as duas são chiquerrimas❤❤❤❤💖💖💖💖💖💚💚💚💚💚

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  4. First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (right, right?)
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spilling, you should taste that
    I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
Can't stand no haters, and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop at no department
Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw

    I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar
Make the phone call, feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I’m deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, aow!
    Still stunting, how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
That's just the way you like it, huh?
You so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing
Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
    I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
(Blow-oh-oh-oh)

  5. Let me know when ur ready to start teaching school ill buld us a carvona glass up right river side night school wv sports

  6. she was mad to sell the rights to this song. its going to be used in films and ads for decades…..each film or ad comes ith a big cheque. its a musicians pension essentially

  7. First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
    Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
    And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
    I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right?)
    You should want a bad bitch like this (ha?)
    Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
    Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
    High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
    Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
    Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
    Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
    Champagne spillin', you should taste that
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    I said, baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this
    Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
    And my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
    Swagger on stupid, I can't shop at no department
    And get my money on time, if they not money, decline
    And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind
    Said I get my money on time, if they not money, decline
    I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
    Now tell me, who that, who that?
    That do that, do that?
    Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
    I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
    I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Trash the hotel
    Let's get drunk on the minibar
    Make the phone call
    Feels so good getting what I want
    Yeah, keep on turning it up
    Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
    Film star, yeah, I'm deluxe
    Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow
    Still stunting, how you love that?
    Got the whole world asking how I does that
    Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
    Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
    That's just the way you like it, huh?
    It's so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
    Never turn down nothin'
    Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    (Blow-oh-oh-oh)

  8. First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
    Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
    And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
    I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right?)
    You should want a bad bitch like this (ha?)
    Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
    Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
    High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
    Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
    Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
    Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
    Champagne spillin', you should taste that
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    I said, baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this
    Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
    And my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
    Swagger on stupid, I can't shop at no department
    And get my money on time, if they not money, decline
    And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind
    Said I get my money on time, if they not money, decline
    I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
    Now tell me, who that, who that?
    That do that, do that?
    Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
    I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
    I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Trash the hotel
    Let's get drunk on the minibar
    Make the phone call
    Feels so good getting what I want
    Yeah, keep on turning it up
    Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
    Film star, yeah, I'm deluxe
    Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow
    Still stunting, how you love that?
    Got the whole world asking how I does that
    Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
    Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
    That's just the way you like it, huh?
    It's so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
    Never turn down nothin'
    Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
    I'm so fancy
    You already know
    I'm in the fast lane
    From L.A. to Tokyo
    I'm so fancy
    Can't you taste this gold?
    Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    (Blow-oh-oh-oh)
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
    Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
    (Blow-oh-oh-oh)

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