Lyrics Switch - Iggy Azalea, Anitta, Loud Luxury

Switch

It’s Iggy Iggs!
What you want
Look, look
Kick in the door, wavin' the four fizzy
They already know they can’t fuck with Iggy
True’s cost more than the rent do, you know that
All black on when I come through, it’s Kodak
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is Iggy the ziggy-iggy the baddest of 'em all?
Why you come through, shut down the mall?
All that ass deserve an applause
Change the game (Change it up, change it up now)
Switchin' up the game (Switch it up, switch it up now)
There I go again (Here we go, here we go)
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy (Fantasy)
Turns reality (Turn reality)
Right in front of me (Right in front of me)
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
Me and my boo on a worldwide hustle
You know what it is when I flex that muscle
I don’t even know what a real one do
Talk that talk, I can back it up too
Got yo dessert, call me the waiter
I’m flirtin', you get it later
You could get it from the inside out
No hands, you could put it in your mouth
Change the game (Change it up, change it up now)
Switchin' up the game (Switch it up, switch it up now)
There I go again (Here we go, here we go)
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy (Fantasy)
Turns reality (Turn reality)
Right in front of me (Right in front of me)
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
Uh, it’s Iggy bitches
What you want?
What you want, want, want?
Switch it up, the Lamb, the Bentley truck
He don’t love you, that ring ain’t big enough
If they talkin' that money I’m showing up
My account getting bigger, it’s growing up
And I’m still a ma’fuckin' rockstar
Popstar but I roll with the mobsters
Yacht club on the shore eating lobster
While I’m stunting in Geneva with my top off
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Ooh)
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Switch it up on 'em)
This is about the time you recognize I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
(Switch it up on 'em)