Fancy

Intro:   - - - (x2) (The whole song except the brigde)   I’m so fancy You already know I’m in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I’m so fancy Can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name ’Bout to blow verse 1 (Repeat ) First thing’s first I’m the realest   Drop this and let the whole world feel it   And I’m still in the Murda Bizness I could hold you down like I’m givin’ lessons in physics   You should want a bad bitch like this   Drop it low and pick it up just like this   Cup of Ace cup of Goose cup of Cris   High heels somethin’ worth a half a ticket on my wrist   Takin’ all the liquor straight never chase that   Rooftop like we bringin’ ’88 back Bring the hooks in where the bass at? Champagne spillin’ you should taste that I’m so fancy You already know I’m in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I’m so fancy Can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name ’Bout to blow verse 2  (   ) I said "Baby I do this I thought that you knew this." Can’t stand no haters and honest the truth is And my flow retarded each beat did depart it Swagger on stupid I can’t shop in no department To get my money on time if they not money decline And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind So get my money on time if they not money decline I just can’t worry ’bout no haters gotta stay on my grind Now tell me who that who that? That do that do that? Put that paper over all I thought you knew that knew that I been working I’m up in here with some change to throw I’m so fancy You already know I’m in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I’m so fancy Can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name ’Bout to blow Bridge   Trash the hotel Let’s get drunk on the mini bar Make the phone call Feels so good getting what I want Yeah keep on turning it up Chandelier swinging we don’t give a what Film star yeah I’m deluxe Classic expensive you don’t get to touch       I’m so fancy You already know I’m in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo I’m so fancy Can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name ’Bout to blow