Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro ([?] on everything he do)
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Iggy got the sauce, come and taste it in the kitchen
Look inside my heart, bet you can't find any feelings
Hit it all night, got no time for intermission
Fallin' in love, I'm a drug, you might need an intervention
Men inside my mentions shoot they shot but they keep missin'
Take me on vacation, ****in' thank you? You missed be trippin'
All my haters got 'em shakin' in my presence like it's Christmas
Put a mistletoе above my ass 'fore you to kiss it
Now, is that right?
Ho, is that right?
Heard thеy catching up to me, ho, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never **** with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Ho, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a ****in' superstar, get your facts right
Bitches bettin' on lot of shit when pull up in Bentley truck
Tired of paparazzi but I’m fly so I don’t give a ****
Drive a hundred, let my window down
And throw some hundreds out
Pop up on a bitch like what's all that shit you talkin' 'bout?
Colder than the winter but I’m shining like the sun
Got designer on my body, got designer for my son
I ain’t worry 'bout the press
I can see you pressed
You a mess
Watch your mouth 'fore I match you bitches’ neck
yeah
Now, is that right?
Ho, is that right?
Heard they catching up to me, ho, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never **** with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Ho, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a ****in' superstar, get your facts right (Huh, BIA)
You think I'm trippin' off a bitch, then boy, you don't really don't know me
I just been kickin' bitches off this rap shit, I'm a bully
Bigger dog than big homie, ain't no flaw in my Rollie
Heard it all, then seen it all and ain't not talkin', just show me
Ah shit, where the **** was I when they all got all rich? (Got all rich)
Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch, you know my palm itch
Matchin' gifts with Iggy so he make it to my call list (Cash)
Nasty with my bitches, now he askin' for Minajs (Uh)
Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me
I got all this money on me, but please, don't ask me (Cash)
All this gas I'm smokin' got my vocals so raspy (Cash)
I been hearin' bitches gossip but it go past me, yeah
Now, is that right?
Ho, is that right? (Bitch)
Heard they catching up to me, ho, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never **** with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Ho, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a ****in' superstar, get your facts right (Huh, BIA)