Iggy Azalea - Million Dollar Misfits lyrics

[B.o.B] Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on Tell the world we on, tell the world we on That’s that’s that I live for [x3] Who we sent get real Tell the world we on [Iggy Azalea] Life like blissing, eh TIP done made an investment It’s hustle game till I’m resting Plus rounding round and I’m flexin Hundred racks for a show, run it Broke, I blow hundreds See you talking ’bout not money What you talking ’bout? Nothing Nothing GDOD, get doe or die we do Powder blue Guiseppes and [?] and Maserati coupes To all my b**hes that’s pretty and got a body too Tell ‘em throw that dough in the air And go catch [Chorus: T.I.] I said we kitsch b**h million dollar misfits Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits We kitsch b**h, million dollar misfits Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits Finally on (That’s just’s what I live for) The world we on Yeah we finally on (That’s just’s that I live for) (That’s that’s that I live for ) The world we on (That’s just’s that I live for Who we sent get real) [B.o.B] I said, I said, I said I hop in the coupe Then I throw up the deuce I take my city every where I go In that A hat salute You see is hustle gang bang bang bang We too hard to can bang Ain’t no candidates ridin’ over beat, that murder business campaign See I roll up the ciggy, burning donuts with Iggy Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest in in yo city Your woman know when we coming she gon’ pop up any minute She poppin nails, poppin pillies Might cop a Porsche, pop a wheelie [Hook:] [Iggy Azalea] Okay shining all I know, and balling all I do Get the millions when the spring and summer fall I do Falling through, you saw my crew We red carpet ready, you say you are as who Dead fresh like we woke up on the runway Damn, body bangin like gun play Red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks No Hyundai I’m dumb paid Couldn’t get 3 stacks outta Andre They ask me what I want, I ask ‘em what you got Everything private plane multi million dollar yacht Got that on my hand, mansion On my way to Cabo, riding suicidal Get money by the [?] [Hook:] Tell the world we on