Iggy Azalea - Murda Bizness Lyrics

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[Hook]
Hit the club, with bad b*tches, stacking hunneds, bunch of fiftys
Super clean, fo' sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill sh*t, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit, it murk b*tches,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

[Verse 1]
Iggy, do it biggy, tell them keep sending bottles I'ma pop 50
These other b*tches think they hot, not really
She a broke ho that's how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die, 760 airline riding fly
I'm the guys honest truth, they decide to lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah nobody digging y'all hoes
When Iggy in the spot, they be "Igging" y'all hoes
I'm cold, get in that thang
Kill b*tches dead, click clack bang bang it's a murda bizness

[Hook]
Hit the club, with bad b*tches, stacking hunneds, bunch of fiftys
Super clean, fo' sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill sh*t, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit, it murk b*tches,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

[Verse 2]
Peasy, we got 'em queezy, give these hoes a hard time make it look easy
I'm the first of my kind, you ain't seen any?
We gon' eat this bread cause we make plenty
Stacks piled high let the hunneds fly
You ain't gotta do sh*t but stay broke and die
While I keep making hits with these coca lines
Sh*t I'm IMAX big you poster size
Nah, nah, nah, nah, they ain't feeling y'all hoes
If you was on fire I wouldn't piss on y'all hoes
I'm cold, get in that thang
Kill b*tches dead, click clack bang bang it's a murda bizness

[Hook]
Hit the club, with bad b*tches, stacking hunneds, bunch of fiftys
Super clean, fo' sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill sh*t, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit, it murk b*tches,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

[Verse 3 - T.I.]
Outfit perfect, hit the scene, hurt sh*t
In the 9/11 9187 merk sh*t
Holocaust, genocide, kill their ego and they pride
Creamate into hatin' it's a murda in the makin'
I'm taking out shine on top, buying all bottles from the bar
Let pop champagne, let them n*ggas die of thirst man we about hurt
When the light hit the chain all you see is fireworks
I mute n*ggas turnt up all the way
Shoot n*gga with the swag Doc Holiday
I'm steady blowing loud broke n*ggas ain't allowed
Click clack bang bang pow pow it's the murda bizness

[Hook]
Hit the club, with bad b*tches, stacking hunneds, bunch of fiftys
Super clean, fo' sho get 'em
Hit the scene, kill sh*t, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit, it murk b*tches,
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

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