My World

Iggy Azalea · Ignorant Art [2011]

My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad b*tches

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 b*tch 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 b*tch, 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 b*tches

[x4]



Ugh, hands in the air

This is for the b*tches getting money up in here



My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad b*tches

[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 b*tch



Pound for pound around town

I'm the illest b*tch

You see me, be the realest b*tch

You high off mines

You snorting shit



Higher than a motherf*cker

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 f*cking nutter butter

Iggy Pop, I'm gone b*tch, 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 b*tches

[x4]



Ugh, hands in the air

This is for the b*tches getting money up in here



My world, rhyme vicious

White girl, team full of bad b*tches

[x2]