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[Part I: I N T R O <> <> <> <> <> <> M I X] [Instrumental] [Intro] Apple Pie Gore and DJ Norus Mixes are you [Instrumental] [Part II: is this thing on?] [Chorus: Soulja Boy] Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building [Verse 1: Soulja Boy] Word around town, I got bitches on my dick (Soulja) Word around town, I got cameras taking pics (Hot boy) Word around town mane, I'm hot than a bitch (Scorching) Word around town, I spent 3 million on my wrist (True story) Word around town, I spent 12 million on my crib (Foxtail) Word around town bitch, that’s just how I live (Simpset) Word around town bitch, my dick taste like ribs (Simpset) Word around town bitch, what happened to Arab [Chorus: Soulja Boy] Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building [Verse 2: Lil B] S550, drive with my swagger (Swag) Hoes on my dick cause I rock like Mick Jagger (Swag) Ten on my ho and I'm sharp like a dagger Pineapple shorty and my bitch look like an actress (Swag) Young Based God, flex bitches on my dick (On my dick) Young Basеd God, tell police suck my dick (Suck my dick) Playboy mansion, chilling with Hugh Hefnеr (Hugh Hefner) West Berkeley nigga, Waterfront on my sweatshirt, you feel me [Chorus: Soulja Boy] Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building [Verse 3: Arab SODMG] A-rab, money, bitch S.O.D. money gang, I think yo ho have heard our name 'Rab, Soulja, B, uhh, makin dollars all day Fine bitches on a nigga, hater niggas fade away Diamond grill on me shit S.O.D. run this year, Rex, S.O.D. in here (S.O.D, S.O.D, swag, swag) Smoke that power pack, boy Paper chasin, money makin, diss they catch a counter-attack (Bitch) [Chorus: Soulja Boy] Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building Thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building I said, thirty thousand, hundred million All my niggas go so crazy in this fucking building [Part III: love you] [Verse 1: Iggy Azalea] First things first, I’m the realest (Realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (Let 'em feel it) And I'm still in the Murda Bizness I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (Right, right?) You should want a bad bitch like this (Huh?) Drop it low and pick it up just like this (Yeah) Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris High heels, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrist) Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (Never) Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (What?) Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? Champagne spilling, you should taste that [Chorus: Charli xcx] I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name, ’bout to blow-oh-oh-oh [Verse 2: Iggy Azalea] I said baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this Can't stand no haters, and honest, the truth is That my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed Swagger on stupid, I can’t shop in no department And get my money on time, if it ain't 'bout money, decline And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind Said I get my money on time, if it ain't ’bout money, decline I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that? Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw [Chorus: Charli xcx] I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh [Bridge: Charli xcx] Trash the hotel Let's get drunk on the minibar Make the phone call Feels so good getting what I want Yeah, keep on turning it up Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck Film star, yeah, I'm deluxe Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow! [Verse 3: Iggy Azalea] Still stunting, how you love that? Got the whole world asking how I does that (Ooh) Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that (Ooh) Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that That's just the way you like it, huh? It's so good, he just wishing he could bite it, huh? (Say what?) Never turn down nothing Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like [Chorus: Charli xcx] I'm so fancy, you already know I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh [Outro: Iggy Azalea & Charli xcx] Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y (Blow-oh-oh-oh) Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y (Blow-oh-oh-oh)