Hip Hop Iggy Azalea Iggy In Moscow
Iggy Azalea - Iggy In Moscow
Listen, I hope you're listening
Dismissing my opposition
Good riddance to all you bitches
I'm finished with all you bitches
I'm cooking,I said I'm cooking. Fresh out the pot
Now you looking,I got you looking, you want my spot
I mean its one for the haters,one for the road
Literally,bitch,I let her go
You ain't got a name,I let you go
Whoop that trick-hustle flow
Do you really,really wanna go?
You take one,shit, I take 40 - producer o.v.o
Think you know all about me like wiki,ho?
All you do is dream like you was christina milian
I'm sorry nicki but these hoes disrespecting hard
Had to address the nonsense, here's a postcard
Smell aroma. W kill these hoes. at least they'd know their not tricked out put beats in comas rhymes so sick words
You're defeated before you speak it. Eow deleted. end of your plan.
In time you will all see, I'm so fresh man.
Your mouth fronting,hey.it get tackled.
Nagalova, bitch. Second home:the big apple
Who want beef,ho? I heard cattle.
Bury bitches in the sand. I'm making sand castles
Very likely that I'll reach a high, insane
So I hope you got a rain coat. Ready for this rain
Hang yourself. Ltop. let me get this cake
Better luck next time.oh its my time. You're
And leave,rake, leave- fall
Heel bottoms look like crime scene,ball
Red bottoms? Gans? got 'em
Getting in these bitches ass',yea-sodom
I'm dope as a rapper on a millie
Bank account in a week,about a million
George book me for a million shows
New classic. Sake over
Straight beast mode
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