Iggy Azalea - Lola (feat. Alice Chater)

Loaded gun, that`s how she feels
Hard as stone, she aims to kill
She hides her fears and burns it all
You can`t get even, you`ll be lost

I`m saying: Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola, hey

I love drama and rumors
I like talking my shit
Can`t stop cuttin` people off
Get my scissors, lil` bitch
I just keep laughin` at your pain, no novacane
Need a padded room and chains, I`m out my brain
Might need a straight jacket
`Cause all my thoughts are doin` backflips
Look, I`m pretty, I`m petty, I pop like confetti
`Cause she can get deadly, so don`t make me jelly
I been on my worse, I let bridges burn
You hoes never learn, you scared go to church
Don`t open your mouth, I`m a jawbreaker
Been in car chases, I`m a lawbreaker
I`m insane, might regret it later
But don`t you love my bad behavior? (Yeah)

You love how I hold grudges
Might throw some punches
But you`re not judging, I`m your psycho
You love how I talk crazy then call you baby
No you can`t tame me, I`m your type, so

I`m saying: Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola

Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola

I`m an angel and a demon
Happy when I act the meanest
I think like all my nights are sleepless
This feels like paradise and dreamin`
He said: Lola girl, you`re evil`
Well, maybe you the reason
Found my lover, it`s killing season
Might choke you `til you barely breathin`, look
I`m Loca, la Vida Loca, no controlla`
I`m colder than Nova Scotia, Minnesota
Ain`t sober, don`t get me started
Got a motor, my motive is bipolar thought I told ya`
Cut-throat, yeah, I`m hard to handle
Got a short fuse, don`t light my candle
Might tell a lie just to start a scandal
I`m a loose cannon with a lot of ammo

You love how I hold grudges
Might throw some punches
But you`re not judgin` I`m your psycho
You love how I talk crazy, then call you baby
No you can`t tame me I`m your type, so

I`m saying: Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola

Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola

Lola, I don`t blame you
I`m the same as you
Just don`t let `em change you
Or tighten up your screws

Yeah, I`ma do it my way or the highway
Lookin` at you sideways in a valet
Always thought the wrong way was the right way
Like to see my side piece on a Sunday

Nanana, slow down, slow down
Lalala, my playground, playground

Yeah, I`ma do it my way or the highway
Lookin` at you sideways in a valet
Always thought the wrong way was the right way
Like to see my side piece on a Sunday

I`m saying: Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining, mmm, mmm
Oh, Lola, Lola

Hey, Lola!
She can get a little jealous
Oh, loca
She can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
Just keep on shining
Oh, Lola, Lola

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