[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Look, we gettin' money
We spendin' money
There's June money and December money
There's summer money and winter money
Cold-co-co-co-cold
Clothes on top of clothes
I'm flier than a bird
And I'm sh**tin' on you hoes
What you know? b**h I'm on
And can't nobody turn me off
And if I was a dick I would be hard
But you would make me soft, my god
He choosin' like hello, hello
Tall, pretty b**h, hair yellow, yellow
Blond, but please don't think I'm dumb
I'm gettin' to this bread
Where's the Grey Poupon?
These dudes is on my jock
Every time I come
And you would think that I was strippin'
sh**, the way they throw the ones
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
f** you b**hes
You ugly b**hes
You stupid b**hes
You dummy b**hes
You dusty b**hes
Don't touch me b**hes (whoa)
Whoa, whoa whoa
N-n-n-n-no
You're not on my level
You're not even close
And these are Ferragamo
Baby, what the f** are those?
Since you snifflin', sneezin', cryin'
Baby go and blow your nose
b**h I'm on
And if I have to tell you one more time I'll blow
Like a bomb, or a horn, or a b**h behind a bungalow at prom
What I'm on
I swear these b**hes not
It's p**y two times:
Twat, twat
p**y two more times is exactly what he got
After I made it hot
And he spent up all his gwap
I'm talkin' racks on top of racks
And stacks on top of that
He took me to them shops and I got bags on top of bags
You dress like orphan Annie
Get a kitchen, back them rags
You're not lookin' too good
And that's too bad
So sad
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
(Its Joe Moses)
Hello, hello, hello
[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
My wrist yellow
My Benz black
Everybody know I did that
I live that
I am that
My watch blue
My b**h's phat
That's pretty, hot, and tempting, n***a
Earrings Bart Simpson, n***a
f** a duck, we fixin' n***a
Milk carton, you missin' n***a
I'm Brick Squad and I'm caso
I'm all out and I'm 5'4"
My squad is something I die for
Just point 'em out
And I ride on em
I dive on em
Who talkin', boy?
Inside be bossin' boy
I sh**s beats, you coughin' boy
I ride tracks, you walkin' boy
I does me, you do you
I f** b**hes, you Youtube
You watch me, I watch hoes
You pillow talkin', I f** stole
I'm JM, that's gettin' money
f** haters, them n***as funny
All out, we gettin' money
All out, that's good money
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I can make you go
I can make you move
I can make you do what the f** I want you to do
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
I walk in they like
Hello, hello, hello
[Joe Moses]
What's going on