Текст песни Brazil - Iggy Azalea

Scalez, that's a Scalez track
Ayy, tell 'em run it back
AJ ruin everything, he in here
Paid for this body and none of it's cheap
I heard your song, now I'm goin' to sleep
Boys in my yard, but this ain't from Kelis
Look at my cars you, see nothin' on lease
Look-look, I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream
Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
See that I'm hot and I ain't got no chill, uh (uh), yeah (yeah)
Mercedes the Benz and I park on the curb
Your man wanna pitch, but I'm tossin' a curve
The way that I live, you might call it absurd
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic
Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic
And still, I got it, hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real, I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic
Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic
And still, I got it, hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream
Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
I'm a fantasy, you a tragedy
And I'm rich, that's some shit that you will never be
This a movie, I'm somethin' they wanna see
Had a baby, bounced back like I'm 23
I had millions and millions at 23
Think it's funny that someone could fuck with me
Talkin' down the whole time they look up to me
Y'all my children, I skipped out on custody
Take my time, ain't no rushin' me, haters in love with me
Faces is ugly, bitches is mad
I worked at a store, I still get to the bag
A cover star magazine, look at my ass, ooh (ass, ass)
I'm the front page, take a shot, wait, it's a pump fake
Checkers or chess? Don't play with the best or, bitch, you end up a mess (uh)
I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic
Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic
And still, I got it, hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
For real, I got it, all I got is these racks in my pocket
Stick my tongue out, I'm feelin' erotic
Hear my accent, he think I'm exotic
And still, I got it, hands all over my body
Hands all up in his wallet
Baddest bitch up in the party
I'm showin' my cards how I play with a King
Heard they was sleepin', I'm breakin' the dream
Closin' a deal while you makin' a meme
Superstar status, I stay in the Hills
Light hundred thousand to play in some heels
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
I got it
I got it
I got it
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil
Brazil
Out in Brazil
I got it
Festival season, I'm out in Brazil