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  • Текст песни Iggy Azalea - My World

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    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
    [x2]

    My world, rhyme vicious
    White girl, team full of bad bitches
    [x4]

    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
    [x2]

    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
    [x2]

    My world, rhyme vicious
    White girl, team full of bad bitches
    [x4]

    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
    [x2]

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