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<strong>Fancy Lyrics</strong>

chorus:

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh

you getting ready so i know we gon be here awhile

in the bathroom flat irons and nail files

spending hours in salons on your hairstyle

in the mall steady racking up the air miles

hit the gym step on the scales stare at the number

you say you dropping 10 pounds preparing for summer

and you don’t do it for the man, men never notice

you just do it for yourself you’re the fucking coldest

intelligent too ooh you’re my sweetheart!

i’ve always liked my women book and street smart

long as they got a little class like half days

and the confidence to overlook my past ways

time heals all, and heels hurt to walk in

but they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in

and look i really think that nobody does it better

i love the way you put it together!

chorus:

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh?

well aren’t you a breath of fresh air

from all these superficial gold digging bitches in here

they get a baller think that they ain’t got to pick a career.

guess they plan on sucking dicks until some millions appear

voila! you do it right he might just buy you a car

unless you play these suckers just like b.o.b play the guitar.

now here you are with your girls having drinks at the bar

i say i’m buying you declining i think that’s kinda’ bizarre!

independent with the demeanor of an rnb singer

make it rain finger (check)

m3 beamer (check)

champagne range

triple white caddy

closet full of brand new clothes and hand bags,

alexander mcqueen, prada, gucci, chanel

d&g, bcbg, versace, louie and bebe

ya don’t need it greedy or easy as these other breezy’s

who fuck for balls or reason?

chorus:

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

you fancy huh

oh you fancy huh

nail done, hair done, everything done

nails done, hair done, everything done

oh you fancy huh?

yeah! all my fans and ladies, oh!

ashanti!

while she’s on the hair and nails, i’ll be riding animals,

overseas, the safari.. baby, blue bugatti,

i’ll be…to find the things that exanuate my body!

if i want it then i got it, i don’t need it from nobody!

he’ll be running round town talking about …

his body can’t handle it so make him feel!

so sick! he go had to pop pills!

..he got chill!

i’m a big bad girl! aha, girl! aha you feel!

..my feet…cause my foot…

my wrist don’t froze, my ear is heavy,

my fingers rock n’roll, broke bitches don’t get me!

chorus:

i’m fancy huh! i’m fancy, huh!

yeah, i’m fancy, huh!

yeah i’m fancy huh!

yacht club, jack pots, everything big,

black cars, imports, none of it his!

i’m fancy huh! i’m fancy, huh!

yeah, i’m fancy, huh!

yeah i’m fancy huh!

yacht club, jack pots, everything big,

black cars, imports, none of it his!

say go cinderella

go cinderella

orgasm blush

lipstick …

devil in a tight dress

girl you a killer and ain’t nobody realer

and ain’t nobody realer

go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

showtime

go, go, go, go

as we proceed

i’m so fancy! oh so fancy!

uh, 5 and a half ‘em boys

ass is off the hook

cinderella bout to lose the glass off her foot

and when i find it is when i find you

and we can do the things we never got the time to

better late than never

but never late is better

they tell me time is money, well we’ll spend it together

i’m down for whatever

you just lead the way

we go to dinner you don’t even look at me to pay…

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