Lyrics Drop That Sh*t - Problem , Iggy Azalea

Drop it drop it drop it
My bitches yeah they drop it I see you on that pole work that shit I pay for college
Supportin you I rain on you now drop it like it's hottest
Benji benji benjamin my that's the only topic
Rock make it rock uhh girl bounce that ass pop it girl don't stop it
It's drugs we got cash I wanna see that ass go speed it up now go slow ass low ass low money pile overflow
Dayuumm baby got the fattest ass I ain't gay so problem is I'll have to pass make it clap so after I can take a bow
Hurricane and your stormin up the place now
Drop it drop it drop it
Bitch I want it bitch I want it
He for ones they don't want it I got racks of hunnits hunnits uhh
Boolah got the weed treaty got the crees pezzy gotta thousand fifties and bugatti keys
Do it with ease we drop it like autumn leaves we drop it and then we leave
Broke bitch please give me a stack of these cash money like Lil' Weeze Joey got them flockin'
They swinging all on my kneessszzus right in your mouth ho keep talking I got something for your mouth ho
Where's your man I'll show him where his mouth go drop that bitches listen to how the go
Damn damn damn Iggy Iggy do you see that ho? that shit that shit that shit can't do that on Problem's stripper pole
They'll try and climb it if the giant little Snicker bar diamonds twinkle twinkle big dipper
To all you little stars it's me problem problem got some fun got some change threw some one's golfer swung clubs and hoes think I'm a put a hole in one for real diamond [?] and brought drugs with me pills and that white girl and I don't mean iggy
I'm on a war path so the thang with me so you beter run son and I don't mean diggy
Iggy I know you just got to this light but that bitch right there so bad you should be bi for one night (at least)