Iggy Azalea, BIA - Is That Right

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro (AJ ruin everything, he in here) Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Iggy got the sauce, come and taste it in the kitchen Look inside my heart, bet you can't find any feelings Hit it all night, got no time for intermission Fall in love, I'm a drug, you might need an intervention Men inside my mentions shoot they shot, but they keep missin' Take me on vacation, you think? You must be trippin' All my haters got 'em shakin' in my presence like it's Christmas Put a mistletoe above my a- for you to kiss it Now, is that right? Is that right? Heard they catchin' up to mе, is that right? Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right? You could nеver f- with me on my bad night Huh, is that right? Is that right? You the one to knock me off, now is that right? Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right? I'm a f- superstar, get your facts right Bettin' on lot of shit when pull up in Bentley truck Tired of paparazzi, but I'm fly, so I don't give a f- Drive a hundred, let my window down and throw some hunnids out Pop up on a, like "What's all that you talkin' 'bout?" Colder than the winter but I'm shinin' like the sun Got designer on my body, got designer for my son I ain't worry 'bout the press I can see you pressed, you a mess Watch your mouth 'fore I'm at you bitches' neck, yeah Now, is that right? Is that right? Heard they catchin' up to mе, is that right? Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right? You could nеver f- with me on my bad night Huh, is that right? Is that right? You the one to knock me off, now is that right? Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right? I'm a f- superstar, get your facts right (BIA, BIA) You think I'm trippin' off a Then boy, you don't really don't know me I just been kickin' off this rap, I'm a bully Bigger dog and big homie, ain't no flaw in my Rollie Heard it all, then seen it all and ain't not talkin', just show me Ah sh-, where the f- was I when they all got all rich? (they got all rich) Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch, you know my palm itch Matchin' gifts with Iggy, so he make it to my call list (cash) Nasty with my b-, now he askin' for ménages (uh) Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me I got all this money on me, but please, don't ask me (cash) All this gas I'm smokin' got my vocals so raspy (cash) I been hearin' b- gossip, but it go past me, yeah Now, is that right? Is that right? Heard they catchin' up to mе, is that right? Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right? You could nеver f- with me on my bad night Huh, is that right? Is that right? You the one to knock me off, now is that right? Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right? I'm a f- superstar, get your facts right