Hello lyrics

[Intro]
D.R.U.G.S

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Look, we gettin' money, we spendin' money
That's june money and december money
That's summer money and winter money
Cold-co-co-co-cold-cold
Clothes on top of clothes
I'm flyer than a bird, and I'm sh*ttin' on you hoes
What you know? b*tch, I'm on
And can't nobody turn me off
And if I was a di*k I would be hard
But you would make me soft, my God
He choosin' like hello, hello
Tall, pretty b*tch, 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*t, the way they throw the ones, I be like

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
I can make you go, go
I can make you move, move
I can make you do what the f*ck 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, go
I can make you move, move
I can make you do what the f*ck 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*ck you b*tches, you ugly b*tches
You stupid b*tches, you dummy b*tches
You dusty b*tches, don't touch me b*tches
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No-no-no-no-no
You're not on my level, you're not even close
And these are Ferragamo, baby, what the f*ck are those?
Since you snifflin', sneezin', cryin', baby, go and blow your nose
b*tch, 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*tch behind a bungalow at prom
What I'm on, I swear these b*tches not
It's pus*y two times, twat, twat
pus*y two more times is exactly what he got
After I made it hot, and he spent up all his gwap
I'm talking racks on top of racks
And stacks on top of that
He took me to them shops, now I got bags on top of bags
You dress like orphan Annie, give the kitchen back them rags
You're not lookin' too good, and that's too bad, so sad

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Joe Moses]
I can make you go, go
I can make you move, move
I can make you do what the f*ck 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, go
I can make you move, move (Yeah)
I can make you do what the f*ck I want you to do (Ha-ha)
I walk in they like "Hello, hello, hello" (Iggy, what up?)
I walk in they like "Hello, hello, hello" (It's Joe Moses, ha, yeah)
[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
Okay, my wrist yellow, my Benz black (Black)
Everybody know I did that (True)
I live that, I am that (True)
My watch blue, my b*tch's phat (Wooh)
That's pretty hot, and tempting, n*gga (Yeah)
Earrings Bart Simpson, n*gga (Yeah)
f*ck a duck, we fixin', n*gga (Yeah)
Milk carton, you missin', n*gga (Huh?)
I'm Brick Squad and I'm caso
I'm all out and I'm 5'4" (Go)
My squad is something I die for (Go)
Just point 'em out, and I ride on em (Go)
I dive on em, who talkin', boy?
Inside be bossin', boy
I sh*ts beats, you coughin', boy (Yeah)
I ride tracks, you walkin', boy (Wooh)
I does me, you do you
I f*ck b*tches, you Youtube (Yeah)
You watch me, I watch hoes
You pillow talkin', I f*ck stole
I'm JM, that's gettin' money
f*ck haters, them n*ggas funny
All out, we gettin' money (Yeah)
All out, that's good money (Yeah)
[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
I can make you go, go
I can make you move, move
I can make you do what the f*ck 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, go
I can make you move, move
I can make you do what the f*ck I want you to do
I walk in they like "Hello, hello, hello"
I walk in they like "Hello, hello, hello"

[Outro: Joe Moses]
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