Karaoké Fancy Postmodern Jukebox

First thing's first

I'm the realest

Drop this and let the whole world feel it

And I'm still in the Murda Bizness

I could hold you down givin' lessons in physics right

You should want a bad chick like this huh?

Drop it low and pick it up just like this huh?

Cup of Ace cup of Goose cup of Cris

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

Takin' all the liquor straight never chase that

Rooftop like we bringin' eighty-eight back

Bring the hooks in where the bass at?

Champagne spillin' you should taste that

I'm so fancy you already know

I'm in the fast lane from L.A. to Tokyo

I'm so fancy can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow

I said baby I do this

I thought that you knew this

Can't stand no haters and honest the truth is

And my flow retarded they speak it depart it

Swagger on super I can't shop at no department

Get my money on time if they not money decline

I meant that there so much they give that line a rewind

Get my money on time if they not money decline

Can't worry 'bout no haters gotta stay on my grind

Who that who that? that do that do that?

Paper over all I thought you knew that knew that

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

I been working up in here with some change to throw

I'm so fancy you already know

I'm in the fast lane from L.A. to Tokyo

I'm so fancy can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow

Trash the hotel let's get drunk on the mini bar

Make the phone call feels so good getting what I want

Yeah keep on turning it up chandelier swinging we don't give a what

Film star yeah I'm deluxe classic expensive you don't get to touch oh

I'm so fancy you already know

I'm in the fast lane from L.A. to Tokyo

I'm so fancy can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name 'bout to blow