D.R.U.G.S - Hello lyrics

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea] Look, we gettin' money We spendin' money There's June money and December money There's summer money and winter money Cold-co-co-co-cold Clothes on top of clothes I'm flier than a bird And I'm sh**tin' on you hoes What you know? b**h I'm on And can't nobody turn me off And if I was a dick I would be hard But you would make me soft, my god He choosin' like hello, hello Tall, pretty b**h, hair yellow, yellow Blond, but please don't think I'm dumb I'm gettin' to this bread Where's the Grey Poupon? These dudes is on my jock Every time I come And you would think that I was strippin' sh**, the way they throw the ones [Hook: Iggy Azalea] I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello [Verse 2: Iggy Azalea] f** you b**hes You ugly b**hes You stupid b**hes You dummy b**hes You dusty b**hes Don't touch me b**hes (whoa) Whoa, whoa whoa N-n-n-n-no You're not on my level You're not even close And these are Ferragamo Baby, what the f** are those? Since you snifflin', sneezin', cryin' Baby go and blow your nose b**h I'm on And if I have to tell you one more time I'll blow Like a bomb, or a horn, or a b**h behind a bungalow at prom What I'm on I swear these b**hes not It's p**y two times: Twat, twat p**y two more times is exactly what he got After I made it hot And he spent up all his gwap I'm talkin' racks on top of racks And stacks on top of that He took me to them shops and I got bags on top of bags You dress like orphan Annie Get a kitchen, back them rags You're not lookin' too good And that's too bad So sad [Hook: Iggy Azalea] I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like (Its Joe Moses) Hello, hello, hello [Verse 3: Joe Moses] My wrist yellow My Benz black Everybody know I did that I live that I am that My watch blue My b**h's phat That's pretty, hot, and tempting, n***a Earrings Bart Simpson, n***a f** a duck, we fixin' n***a Milk carton, you missin' n***a I'm Brick Squad and I'm caso I'm all out and I'm 5'4" My squad is something I die for Just point 'em out And I ride on em I dive on em Who talkin', boy? Inside be bossin' boy I sh**s beats, you coughin' boy I ride tracks, you walkin' boy I does me, you do you I f** b**hes, you Youtube You watch me, I watch hoes You pillow talkin', I f** stole I'm JM, that's gettin' money f** haters, them n***as funny All out, we gettin' money All out, that's good money [Hook: Iggy Azalea] I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the f** I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello I walk in they like Hello, hello, hello [Joe Moses] What's going on