Ain’t Enough Iggy Azalea

[Verse]
Bittersweet, fuckin' you ’cause you're toxic
I still hold it, hold it down when you're not shit
And you gon’ make me, make me get up on some hot shit
I did this shit too much
My heart, I got it locked in
I threw away the number to the locksmith
I don't really need your ass for nothin'
I got shit, I got shit
And, okay, you got bodies, but bitch, I got some options
I pull up, they say, "Oh," "Wow," "Damn," "Oh my gosh"
I just seen a picture of my ex, and it just made me nauseous
I'd prolly say some fly shit
But gotta keep it cool, calm, collected for this blog shit
Yeah, they be talkin' cool, I throw the deuce, I'm on some Pac shit
I told him rub my head and my legs and massage it
You would say the same thing if you evеr tried it
Baby, I'm a rider, and y'all can’t deny it
How you don’t ridе with me, but you dick riding? Damn