T.I. - Fancy lyrics

[Hook: Swizz Beatz] Oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did [Verse 1: Drake] You getting ready so I know we gon be here awhile In the bathroom flat irons and nail files Spending hours in salons on your hairstyles In the mall steady racking up the air miles Hit the gym, step on the scales, stare at the number You say you dropping 10 pounds preparing for summer And you don’t do it for the man, men never notice You just do it for yourself you’re the f**ing coldest Intelligent too, ooh you’re my sweetheart I’ve always liked my women book and street smart Long as they got a little cla** like half days And the confidence to overlook my past ways Time heals all and heels hurt to walk in But they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in And look, I really think that nobody does it better I love the way you put it together [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] Well, aren’t you a breath of fresh air? From all these superficial gold digging b**hes in here They get a baller think that they ain't got to pick a career Guess they plan on s**ing dicks until some millions appear Like voila, you do it right he might just buy you a car Now she play these s**ers just like B.o.B play the guitar Now here you are with your girls having drinks at the bar I say I’m buying, you decline, that is kinda bizarre Independent with the demeanor of an R&B singer Naked ring finger, M3 Beamer Champagne Range, Triple white Jag Closet full of brand new clothes and handbags Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louis and Bebe You ain't needy, greedy or easy as these other breezy's Who f** for bottles of Riesling and bowls of baked ziti [Hook] [Interlude: Drake] Atlanta girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them b**hes hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my NY girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them b**hes hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my LA girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them b**hes hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let 'em know everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my TO girls, let me see your hands Wave 'em at them b**hes hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let 'em know everything big Nails done hair done, nails done hair done Say go Cinderella, go Cinderella Orgasm blush, lipstick and concealer Devil in a tight dress, girl you a k**er And ain't nobody realer, and ain't nobody realer, go [Verse 3: Drake] Uh, 5 and a half in boys, a** is off the hook Cinderella 'bout to lose the gla** off her foot And when I find it is when I find you And we can do the things we never got the time to Better late than never but never late is better They tell me time is money, well we’ll spend it together I’m down for whatever, you just lead the way We go to dinner you don’t even look at me to pay Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me And Jason had this girl Tammy with a purple Bentley How she got it I ain't never get to ask I just knew that she was fine like a ticket on the dash Yeah, but shout out to the homeowners The girls that got diplomas and enough money to loan us A little something extra, should we ever need it If it sounds like you, then let me hear you repeat it [Hook]