Fancy

Album: The New Classic (2014)
Charted: 5 1
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  • 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 got 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 got 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) Writer/s: Amethyst Amelia Kelly, Charlotte Emma Aitchison, George Astasio, Jason Andrew Pebworth, Jon Turner, Jonathan Christopher Shave, Kurtis Isaac McKenzie
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Bridget from CoSo, I read the lyrics and it looks like she's overly confident. Also, this is one of the most bizarre songs I have ever heard. I'm not surprised the lyrics are so crazy, seeing as Chad Wild Clay, his wife and old friend made an even stranger parody of this (They even called it "Tacky!")
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