Hello - Iggy Azalea, Joe Moses

Look, we gettin' money

We spendin' money

There’s June money and December money

There’s summer money and winter money

Cold-co-co-co-cold

Clothes on top of clothes

I’m flier than a bird

And I’m shittin' on you hoes

What you know?

Bitch I’m on

And can’t nobody turn me off

And if I was a dick I would be hard

But you would make me soft, my god

He choosin' like hello, hello

Tall, pretty bitch, hair yellow, yellow

Blond, but please don’t think I’m dumb

I’m gettin' to this bread

Where’s the Grey Poupon?

These dudes is on my jock

Every time I come

And you would think that I was strippin'

Shit, the way they throw the ones

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

Fuck you bitches

You ugly bitches

You stupid bitches

You dummy bitches

You dusty bitches

Don’t touch me bitches (whoa)

Whoa, whoa whoa

N-n-n-n-no

You’re not on my level

You’re not even close

And these are Ferragamo

Baby, what the fuck are those?

Since you snifflin', sneezin', cryin'

Baby go and blow your nose

Bitch I’m on

And if I have to tell you one more time I’ll blow

Like a bomb, or a horn, or a bitch behind a bungalow at prom

What I’m on

I swear these bitches not

It’s pussy two times:

Twat, twat

Pussy two more times is exactly what he got

After I made it hot

And he spent up all his gwap

I’m talkin' racks on top of racks

And stacks on top of that

He took me to them shops and I got bags on top of bags

You dress like orphan Annie

Get a kitchen, back them rags

You’re not lookin' too good

And that’s too bad

So sad

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

(It's Joe Moses)

Hello, hello, hello

My wrist yellow

My Benz black

Everybody know I did that

I live that

I am that

My watch blue

My bitch’s phat

That’s pretty, hot, and tempting, nigga

Earrings Bart Simpson, nigga

Fuck a duck, we fixin' nigga

Milk carton, you missin' nigga

I’m Brick Squad and I’m caso

I’m all out and I’m 5'4″

My squad is something I die for

Just point 'em out

And I ride on em

I dive on em

Who talkin', boy?

Inside be bossin' boy

I shits beats, you coughin' boy

I ride tracks, you walkin' boy

I does me, you do you

I fuck bitches, you Youtube

You watch me, I watch hoes

You pillow talkin', I fuck stole

I’m JM, that’s gettin' money

Fuck haters, them niggas funny

All out, we gettin' money

All out, that’s good money

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I can make you go

I can make you move

I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

I walk in they like

Hello, hello, hello

What’s going on