Lirik Lagu Murda Bizness (Feat. T.I.) - Iggy Azalea
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Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Iggy, do it Biggie, tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'mma pop fiftyThese other bitches think they hot?Not reallyShe a broke ho, that’s how you know she not with meKeep my heels on high, ride or die760Li, ridin' flyI’m the God's honest truth, they decide to lieThey just divide they legs, I divide the pieAnd nah, nah, nah, nobody digging ya'll hoesWhen Iggy in the spot, they be iggin' ya'll hoesI’m cold, get in that thangKill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Peezy, we got them queazy, give these hoes a hard time, make it look easyI’m the first of my kind, you ain't seen anyWe gonna eat this bread cause we make plentyStacks piled high, let the hundreds flyYou ain’t gotta do a shit but stay broke and dieWhile I keep making hits with these coca linesShit, I'm IMAX big, you poster sizeAnd nah, nah, nah, they ain’t feeling y’all hoesIf you was on fire, wouldn't piss on y’all hoesI’m cold, get in that thangKill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Outfit perfect, hit the scene, hurt shitIn the 9/11, I 187 murk shitHolocaust, genocide, kill their ego and their prideCremating the hating, it’s a murda in the makingI’m taking all shine off topBuying all bottles from the bar, let's pop...Champagne, if them niggas die of thirst, man we'll buy a hearseWhen the light hit the chain all you see is fireworksI mute niggas turnt up all the wayShoot nigga with the swag, Doc HollidayI’m steady blowing loud, broke niggas ain’t allowedClick clack bang bang pow pow, it’s the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Iggy, do it Biggie, tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'mma pop fiftyThese other bitches think they hot?Not reallyShe a broke ho, that’s how you know she not with meKeep my heels on high, ride or die760Li, ridin' flyI’m the God's honest truth, they decide to lieThey just divide they legs, I divide the pieAnd nah, nah, nah, nobody digging ya'll hoesWhen Iggy in the spot, they be iggin' ya'll hoesI’m cold, get in that thangKill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Peezy, we got them queazy, give these hoes a hard time, make it look easyI’m the first of my kind, you ain't seen anyWe gonna eat this bread cause we make plentyStacks piled high, let the hundreds flyYou ain’t gotta do a shit but stay broke and dieWhile I keep making hits with these coca linesShit, I'm IMAX big, you poster sizeAnd nah, nah, nah, they ain’t feeling y’all hoesIf you was on fire, wouldn't piss on y’all hoesI’m cold, get in that thangKill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
Outfit perfect, hit the scene, hurt shitIn the 9/11, I 187 murk shitHolocaust, genocide, kill their ego and their prideCremating the hating, it’s a murda in the makingI’m taking all shine off topBuying all bottles from the bar, let's pop...Champagne, if them niggas die of thirst, man we'll buy a hearseWhen the light hit the chain all you see is fireworksI mute niggas turnt up all the wayShoot nigga with the swag, Doc HollidayI’m steady blowing loud, broke niggas ain’t allowedClick clack bang bang pow pow, it’s the murda bizness
Hit the club, with bad bitchesStack of hundreds, bunch of fiftiesSuper clean, fa'sho get 'emHit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda biznessI kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda biznessMy outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
