My World - Iggy Azalea

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad bitches

DRUGS Gang, I’m in the zone

Aussie ho, I put my Country on

G shit, I’m what you ain’t

6'4 dip with candy paint

I get done, what you can’t

White bitch down slugs, and gangstas faint

I shut it down, go and hate

I had enough of these hoes

No time to waste

Amazing grace, embrace the place

You basic bitch, get out my face

I’m on the phone closing deals

George tell em next, half a mill

On the phone closing deals

George tell em next, half a mill

Cotton candy, laced in gold

Stack that money, sushi roll

Bottles up, feeling throw’d

V.I.P it, overload

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad bitches

Ugh, hands in the air

This is for the bitches getting money up in here

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad bitches

Ugh

Enough of that

Now I’m finna kill this shit

Chordz 3D with another hit

Call me the pound

I’ma kill this bitch

Pound for pound around town

I’m the illest bitch

You see me, be the realest bitch

You high off mines

You snorting shit

Higher than a motherfucker

Better never been on other rhyme

In the gutter got them saying she the other color

Me and your man, secret agents, we under covers

My team on the scene, stay clean on these other brothers

Talk shit get his nut fucking nutter butter

Iggy Pop, I’m gone bitch, burn rubber

Bottles over here, more till I die

Sparkle every bottle, see the glare in my eye

Turned over here, it’s the 4th of July

White, Black, Asian, Latin Hoes, Middle Eastern

It’s time to show, we run this shit, gotta let them know

Cotton candy, laced in gold

Stack that money, sushi roll

Bottles up, feeling throw’d

V.I.P it, overload

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad bitches

Ugh, hands in the air

This is for the bitches getting money up in here

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad bitches