- Iggy Azalea OMG 歌詞
- Iggy Azalea
- Got it on smash
Think he aint got a chance with a bitch like me,
He aint rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he aint calling bout the guap,
I aint picking up, picking up (brrp)
Yall little hoes cant sit by the pool,
You aint thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet,
Gon ' eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
He said it tastes so good,
I should just serve it on a plate
Bought that Wraith fresh off the lot,
That bitch aint even got no plates
I be looking at the stars while my pussy in his face
How the fuck could I fall off? I get 250 just to play
They taking shots like, Plaxico
Im riding waves in, Mexico
You bitches gassed like, Texaco
Aint bout that bag, no hemaphone
Make sure your money match your mouth
Before you ever talk bout me
And if you want me to pull up
Just know Ima need a feet (yah!)
Think he aint got a chance with a bitch like me,
He aint rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he aint calling bout the guap,
I aint picking up, picking up (brrp)
Yall little hoes cant sit by the pool,
You aint thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet,
Gon'eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
Smoking on some Sticky Icky, need a bitch like Iggy
Hit my phone up for quickee, no shake but Im picky
Told that bitch to ride my dick,
She tried to pop a wheelie
Got so much ass, on a traffic stop to see it
I be rolling 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 bitch and I change her
Got you bringing weed on the plane
Everywhere, they throwing up gang (hahahaha)
Think he aint got a chance with a bitch like me
He aint rich enough, rich enough (ah, no)
Calls need to stop he aint calling bout the guap
I aint picking up, picking up (brrp)
Yall little hoes cant sit by the pool,
You aint thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet,
Gon' eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
Oh My God
Biggest bitch ever!
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