Murda Bizness - Iggy Azalea, T.I.

Hit the club

With bad bitches

Stackin' hundreds

Bunch of 50's

Super Clean

Fo sho' get em

Hit the scene, kill shit

We in the murda Bizness

I kill pride

I hurt feelins

Click clack bang bang

We in the Murda Bizness

My outfit

It merk Bitches

Click clack bang bang

We in the Murda Bizness

Iggy.

Do it biggie.

Tell 'em keep sending bottles, I’m a pop 50

These other bitches think they hot?

Not really

She a broke ho, that’s how you know she not with me

Keep my heels on high, ride or die

7 60 airline, ride and fly

I’m the God’s honest truth

They decide the lie

They just divide they legs, I divide the pie

Na-na-na-na-now nobody diggin y’all ho’s

When Iggy in the spot they be Iggin y’all hoes

I’m cold

Get in that thang

Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang

It’s a Murda Bizness

Hit the club

With bad bitches

Stackin' hundreds

Bunch of 50's

Super Clean

Fo sho' get em

Hit the scene, kill shit

We in the murda Bizness

I kill pride

I hurt feelins

Click clack bang bang

We in the Murda Bizness

My outfit

It merk Bitches

Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness

Peezy.

We got 'em queasy

Give these ho’s a hard time, make it look easy

I’m the first of my kind, ye ain’t seen any?

We gon' eat this bread cause we made plenty

Stacks piled high, let the hundreds fly

Ye ain’t gotta do shit but stay broke and die

While I keep makin' hits with these coca lines

Shit I’m IMAX big, you poster size

And-nan-na-na-na

They ain’t feelin' y’all hoes

If you was on fire, I wouldn’t piss on y’all hoes

I’m cold

Get in that thang

Kill bitches dead click clack bang bang

It’s a Murda Bizness

Hit the club

With bad bitches

Stackin' hundreds

Bunch of 50's

Super Clean

Fo sho' get em

Hit the scene, kill shit

We in the murda Bizness

I kill pride

I hurt feelins

Click clack bang bang

We in the Murda Bizness

My outfit

It merk Bitches

Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness

Outfit, perfect

Hit the scene, hurt shit

In the 9/11, 9187 merk shit

Holocaust, genocide

Kill «A"ego, any pride

Creamating the hating, it’s a murda in the making

I’m taking out shine on top

Buy all bottles from the bar, let’s pop champagne

Let them niggas die of thurst, man we about hurt

When the light hit the chain all you see is fire works

Un-mute niggas turned up all the way

Shoot nigga with the swag dock holiday

I’m steady blowin' loud, broke niggas ain’t allowed

Click clack bang bang, pow pow

It’s a Murda Bizness

Hit the club

With bad bitches

Stackin' hundreds

Bunch of 50's

Super clean

Fo sho' get em

Hit the scene, kill shit

We in the murda Bizness

I kill pride

I hurt feelins

Click clack bang bang

We in the Murda Bizness

My outfit

It merk Bitches

Click clack bang bang we in the Murda Bizness

Aye!

we in that thang

Everybody dress to kill, bang bang

Yea, we in that thang

Everybody dress to kill, bang bang

It’s a Murda Bizness

We in that Murda Bizness

It’s the Murda Bizness

We on that Murda Bizness

It’s a Murda Bizness

We in that Murda Bizness

It’s the Murda Bizness

We on that Murda Bizness