Murda Bizness Iggy Azalea (Ft. T.I.)
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[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
Hit the club with bad bitches
Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties
Super clean, fa'sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
My outfit? It murk bitches, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Iggy, do it Biggie, tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'mma pop fifty
These other bitches think they hot?
Not really
She a broke ho, that’s how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die
760Li, ridin' fly
I’m the God's honest truth, they decide to lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
And nah, nah, nah, nobody digging ya'll hoes
When Iggy in the spot, they be iggin' ya'll hoes
I’m cold, get in that thang
Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
Hit the club with bad bitches
Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties
Super clean, fa'sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
My outfit? It murk bitches, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
Hit the club with bad bitches
Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties
Super clean, fa'sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
My outfit? It murk bitches, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Iggy, do it Biggie, tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'mma pop fifty
These other bitches think they hot?
Not really
She a broke ho, that’s how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die
760Li, ridin' fly
I’m the God's honest truth, they decide to lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
And nah, nah, nah, nobody digging ya'll hoes
When Iggy in the spot, they be iggin' ya'll hoes
I’m cold, get in that thang
Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
[Hook: Iggy Azalea]
Hit the club with bad bitches
Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties
Super clean, fa'sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
My outfit? It murk bitches, click, clack, bang, bang, we in the murda bizness
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