Letra de Personal Problem - Iggy Azalea
Letra de canci�n de Personal Problem de Iggy Azalea lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'll be the bad guy if that makes you happy
Don't smile in my face and no don't at me
I mean if you're broke you're not in the conversation
Time is money I don't get paid for my patience
You shooting shots like free throws
You ain't even hit me once, bitch reload
Winning at life, this shit feeling like a cheat code
You going downhill you need a ski pole, hoe
I'm the one you in last place, bitch
You a mouse in a rat race, sis
Money over bitches what I mean
Ice cold veins real in my blood stream
[Hook]
Vendetta, whatever, whenever
Any level, 'cause I can turn into a devil
We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal
I ain't playin' games, all scores, get settled
[Chorus]
Oh, it must suck to be you (You)
Bad luck losers go loose (loose)
I'm not actin' brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
Attitude on, bitch, fuck being nice (nice)
Don't like me? I'm not surprised
Live your life, please, don't watch mine
Oh, you mad? I don't know why
That sound like a personal problem
That sound like a personal problem
I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom
That sound like a personal problem
[Verse 2]
Woke up this morning and I'm still rich
Pushing my buttons it ain't nothing but a kill switch
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All you bitches fake look at me and see the realest
I ain't never tripping but you hoes need a field trip
Back up if I act up, you'll be looking for some backup
Get your racks up, big bank like mack trucks blowing stacks, yup
Keep dancing 'round that issue that'll get you tapped up
You're not lit, I'll blow out your candle
Play your cards, do you wanna gamble?
Look, in the yachts, I'm the one they wanna see
You can't ride the wave cause the water's too deep
[Hook]
Vendetta, whatever, whenever
Any level, 'cause I can turn into a devil
We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal
I ain't playin' games, all scores, get settled
[Chorus]
Oh, It must suck to be you (You)
Bad luck losers go loose (loose)
I'm not actin' brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
Attitude on, bitch, fuck being nice
Don't like me? I'm not surprised
Live your life, please, don't watch mine
Oh, you mad? I don't know why
That sound like a personal problem
That sound like a personal problem
I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom
That sound like a personal problem
[Outro]
(Problem) It must suck to be you
Bad luck losers go loose
(Problem) I'm not acting brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
I'll be the bad guy if that makes you happy
Don't smile in my face and no don't at me
I mean if you're broke you're not in the conversation
Time is money I don't get paid for my patience
You shooting shots like free throws
You ain't even hit me once, bitch reload
Winning at life, this shit feeling like a cheat code
You going downhill you need a ski pole, hoe
I'm the one you in last place, bitch
You a mouse in a rat race, sis
Money over bitches what I mean
Ice cold veins real in my blood stream
[Hook]
Vendetta, whatever, whenever
Any level, 'cause I can turn into a devil
We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal
I ain't playin' games, all scores, get settled
[Chorus]
Oh, it must suck to be you (You)
Bad luck losers go loose (loose)
I'm not actin' brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
Attitude on, bitch, fuck being nice (nice)
Don't like me? I'm not surprised
Live your life, please, don't watch mine
Oh, you mad? I don't know why
That sound like a personal problem
That sound like a personal problem
I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom
That sound like a personal problem
[Verse 2]
Woke up this morning and I'm still rich
Pushing my buttons it ain't nothing but a kill switch
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All you bitches fake look at me and see the realest
I ain't never tripping but you hoes need a field trip
Back up if I act up, you'll be looking for some backup
Get your racks up, big bank like mack trucks blowing stacks, yup
Keep dancing 'round that issue that'll get you tapped up
You're not lit, I'll blow out your candle
Play your cards, do you wanna gamble?
Look, in the yachts, I'm the one they wanna see
You can't ride the wave cause the water's too deep
[Hook]
Vendetta, whatever, whenever
Any level, 'cause I can turn into a devil
We can hit the gas, put the pedal to the metal
I ain't playin' games, all scores, get settled
[Chorus]
Oh, It must suck to be you (You)
Bad luck losers go loose (loose)
I'm not actin' brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
Attitude on, bitch, fuck being nice
Don't like me? I'm not surprised
Live your life, please, don't watch mine
Oh, you mad? I don't know why
That sound like a personal problem
That sound like a personal problem
I'm top shelf, you way at the bottom
That sound like a personal problem
[Outro]
(Problem) It must suck to be you
Bad luck losers go loose
(Problem) I'm not acting brand new
It is what it is, I do what I do
