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Fancy ft. Charli XCX chords by Iggy Azalea

Fancy ft. Charli XCX

Chords and lyrics for Fancy ft. Charli XCX by Iggy Azalea

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VERSE

First things first,

I'm the realest realest

Drop this and let the whole world

feel it

And I'm still in the murda bizness

I could hold you down

Like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right), right

You should want a bad - like this (huh?)

Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)

Cup of ace, cup of goose, cup of Cris'

High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist

(on my wrist) Takin' all the liquor straight,

never chase that (never) Rooftop

Like we bringin'

'88 back

(what?) Bring the hooks in where the bass at?

Champagne spillin', you should taste that

CHORUS

I'm so fancy

You already know

I'm in the fast lane

From LA to

Tokyo I'm so fancy

Can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh

VERSE

I said, baby, I do this,

I thought that you knew this

Can't stand no haters, and honest, the truth is

That my flow retarded, it should be digged, deported

Swag up on stupid, I can't shop in no department

And get my money on top,

I'm gonna save that money to climb

And I swear

I've been there, so much that I

VERSE

give that line a rewind

Said I get my money on top

I just can't worry 'bout no haters gotta stay on my grind

VERSE

Now tell me who that,

who that?

That

do that, do that

Put that

paper over

all I thought you knew that, knew that

I be that

I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold

I been working,

I'm up in here with some change to throw

CHORUS

I'm so fancy

You already know

I'm in the fast lane

From LA to

Tokyo, I'm so fancy

Can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh

VERSE

Trash the hotel,

let's get drunk on the minibar

Make the phone call

feels so good, gettin' what I want

Yeah, keep on turnin' it up

Chandelier swingin',

we don't give a -

Film star, yeah,

I'm deluxe

Classic expensive, you don't get to touch ow! (Racks)

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VERSE

Still stunting,

how you love that

Got the whole world

asking how I does that (cool)

Hot girl hands

off, don't touch that (ooh)

Look at it,

I bet you wishing you could clutch that (Tracks)

That's just the way

you like it, huh?

You so good,

he just wishin' he could bite it, huh? (Say what?)

Never turn down nothin'

Slayin'

These

-, gold trigger

on the - like

CHORUS

I'm so fancy

You already know

I'm in the fast lane

From LA to

Tokyo I'm so fancy

can't you taste, this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow!

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