Me, Myself, My Money - Iggy Azalea
[Hook x2]
They'd buy my sh_t if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
These moreschi's killing my feet
Versace shades 'cause I'm feeling low key
Case of ace 'cause the homies with me
No ID, they know me
ITG that's how you sound
Chic Luzana I ain't camera
Might put diamonds on my McLaren
Like damn that white b_tch crazy
My stunts insane, yeah f_ck you payin'
They pay me more 'cause I get sh_t
you one hundred six four
Six oh oh don't send that dough
Wash MC's stay white like sheets
Crack rock flow b_tch cook that dough
Put it in the streets say took that dough
I took that dough, threw it to the ceiling
It fell on the floor, Iggy you killin' I already know
Can't tell me nothing if you already broke. I'm already on
Aiming for the stars I'm already gone
Gotta have dinner with a man on the moon
Married to the sh_t and the money's my groom
I'm sweeping that sh_t, Ey grab that broom
[Hook]
They'd buy my sh_t if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
All wins no losses, life of a boss b_tch
All I need is an office,
I'm killing sh_t off.
All I need is a coffin,
Ridin' circles while they wheeze and they coughing
Let the bullsh_t walk, let my money do the talking
Put up runner walk 'cause there's my target
Rodeo Drive yeah that's my target
Pull up, park it no keys sh_t
Push it start it, trim cocktails
His name is Marcus, haters salty
Nuts and cashews, I came with Ben and Andrew
We might just 'cause a scandal,
Find out that we menage our Nicky's handle
Yeah that's my M.O, I'm on fire
Just lit the candle, head in sky
B_tch I'm the sh_t, you should think so too
G sh_t, just gimme my money, M. O. Y. money over you!
[Hook]
They'd buy my sh_t if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm bound to paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
It's just me, myself, my money
In the land of the milk and honey
I came with some playboy bunnies
And Hef just said he coming
This sh_t right here by dollars
To stunt on hoes is my honour
This b_tch must be in hell
If the devil wears Prada
Keep it real they don't want nada
Getting cheese like enchiladas
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the f_ck you sayin'
I'm cashing out what the f_ck you
playing, playing, playing
You ain't talking 'bout that money
what the f_ck you sayin'
[Hook x2]
They'd buy my sh_t if they could
Damn I make it look good
I'm about the paper like wood
Oh you hating yeah, you should
Cause it's just me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
Me, myself, my money
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