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Prezidential Candidates - Fancy (Remix)



[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
First things first, I'm the realest
Drop this and let the whole world feel it
And I'm still in the murda bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics
You should want a bad bitch like this
Drop it low and pick it up just like this
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Prez]
Stuntin', Ric Flair on yah
My stock high, blow the whole share on yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, I could leave it right there for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I'mma leave it right there for yah

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
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 it ain't bout money, decline
And I swear I meant that there so much that I'll give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if it ain't bout money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who dat, who dat? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been workin', I'm up in here with some change to throw
[Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Prez]
Stuntin', Ric Flair on yah
My stock high, blow the whole share on yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, I could leave it right there for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I'mma leave it right there for yah

[Verse 3: Prez]
Fuck Nicki, I got Iggy
She, mad pretty, a thick-thicky
We gon' hit the city, probably Sydney
That's in Australia
And hell yeah, smoke like hippies
Fire up the barbie for some coconut shrimpies
While she model for me, the latest trend
A thong bikini, know who the queen be
And the king is I, Prez
I can get it so wet, dripping down her legs
She say, "Baby, I'ma leave it where you want me to"
I said, "I gotta hit and run baby stick and move, stick and move"
Beat the pussy like Cassius Clay, now it's black and blue (haha)
Smoking on a bale of hay, pass it back to you (uh)
[Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Prez]
Stuntin', Ric Flair on yah
My stock high, blow the whole share on yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, I could leave it right there for yah
Tell me how you want it, I could leave it right there for yah
Aye, gotta know that I'm prepared for yah
Tell me how you want it, I'mma leave it right there for yah

[Outro: Prez]
Stock high, blow the whole share on yah
Haha
I'm high, blow the whole thang on yah