Iggy Azalea

Iggy Azalea - 1-800-Bone lyrics

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Hook:

Mother fuckers calling my phone, bone

1-800-Bone

boy ain't you know, no

I can back it up like a thunder trunk so call my phone,

bone, 1-800-Bone, bone

say you got that gun, gun,

that AK 47, bang bang bang

bang, bang

that that that AK 47 bang bang bang,

bang, bang,

that that AK 47 bang bang

I-Iggy got that secret service is that presidential shit

got a busy tone when you call phone

and my boy is miracle a messages

say you got that AK 47, but let me see you shooting

eat it up, beat it up, boy don't brooze it

kicking hands on the dough, don't sleep don't lose it,

got a bad bitch is in my chat room,

my chat room been coping

turn that chat room into a freak show

and that bad bitch get topless,

put it on you dream so the whole world

but the whole world can't see it

got that hot line is about time

I need to swap it out I gotta

re-up

Saying Iggy or Iggy they wanna play with that kitty

they cooling blewing my phone up

wishing they cookie could win me

the way I'm stuntin I'm hurting feelings,

they wondering what I'm getting

a hustle a charging all that your customers bout a minute

Hook:

Mother fuckers calling my phone, bone

1-800-Bone

boy ain't you know, no

I can back it up like a thunder trunk so call my phone,

bone, 1-800-Bone, bone

say you got that gun, gun,

that AK 47, bang bang bang

bang, bang

that that that AK 47 bang bang bang,

bang, bang,

that that AK 47 bang bang

Idle but she wag it, who fuck with that..

well known for them four turtles

tryin to be Balkan and rock shit

yeah late night call bigger baby butt

now tell me who the fuck you're sleeping on

round trip fight what the fuck I want

you'll never think them bitches don't

private parties on roof tops

exclusive shit when I shoot shot

these other hoes just cruel hot

when I'm pulling up in that new drop

1-800-Bone thug that freak shit pitch you on son

you can try on night it won't come

try on night but it won't come

you's better make sure you're ready

be skilling your instincts is deadly

they calling two added time got that three way on my daily

my hot..was ringing, I got them special and deals

you know my sex is a weapon they lying up to you kill

[Hook:]

Bang bang ..go bang shit, go bone

go insane the main brand is freak that shit

I'm a crazy bitch, go stupid bitch

go A shit, go dumb, go insane my main brain

let's break that shit, let's break that shit

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