Beat Down (Live) Iggy Azalea

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
What you looking at, do I got something in my eye?
Do I got shit up on my face, or did my hair catch on fire?
Cause you really really staring, am I something that you like?
Geez, ask for my number or you can fly a kite
See I'm 'bout to get with it, I'm getting ratchet and livid
You think I'm cool, then forget it
You feeling froggy then ribbit
Be like banana and slip it, before your melon I'll split it
I bet you know what you see, is oh my girl she deserve a
Beat down

[Bridge: Iggy Azalea]
Stop, wait
Think about it

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
Work, work, run up, if you want some
Hear the drums how they beat here, that's how you done
Wait, I should think about it, never mind it's a waste
When the bitch hit the ground, how these Louboutins taste
I'm sorry, club promoter, let's put this in the past
It's just that bitch kept on staring, so I had to whoop that ass

Beat down, beat down, beat down
Beat down, beat down, beat down