Iggy Azalea - Wickedest Style Lyrics

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Baby girl just give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Put it down, let it down, let them see you glow fire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Drop to the floor, I got the money empire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Wind for the world, you know you're well versatile
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Getting money straight, the money pile up

Because if we'll smoke two pon repeater
Poppin in 2, does em buckle up me feet
Hennessey get out the break bomb, taking out the D cup
Money on the clique touch the street well made up
Run it up, we link up, put the drink
I did done stink up
And now my friend that bring come and sip pon the big cup
Selector posed to dance on the block then I raise up
Give me the microphone, now let me sing something, girl

You should know
The way you bumpin it
I feel it now, you're feelin it up
Drop it low
Show me what you're workin with
Girl you show me, we burn it up
Take it slow
Girl I'm on the grind, fightin
You know you should be workin it up
What you do
Give me the ting girl cuz I just can't get enough

Now give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Put it down, let it down, let them see you glow fire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Drop to the floor, I got the money empire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Wind for the world, you know you're well versatile
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Getting money straight, the money pile up

Hood boy watch the grind cuz you push pon me wips
I know you fallin' in love from that look pon yo face
If I leave it there for you could you pick it up, pick it up
Got a hell of name now let me know if you big enough
Turnin high life, such a high price
But we can't do this all night
Everything be alright, that's what we said
So we're richer now, super wicked style, we get wild
If it's right how we does it now, how you like it now?
Money talks if you were down and did not mention my name
Ain't competition within me and they make the same
Need a Benz or a better just to get in my line
Flyin private, we get at it til they see me on the plane
Talkin fly right til we turn night into day
We could take time and never waste time cuz I don't play
So original, super wicked style, super wicked
I can give it to you but tell me what you thought
Tell me, well tell me

You should know
The way you bumpin it
I feel it now, you're feelin it up
Drop it low
Show me what you're workin with
Girl you show me, we burn it up
Take it slow
Girl I'm on the grind, fightin
You know you should be workin it up
What you do
Give me the ting girl cuz I just can't get enough

Now give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Put it down, let it down, let them see you glow fire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Drop to the floor, I got the money empire
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Wind for the world, you know you're well versatile
Give em the wickedest style
Give em the wickedest style
Getting money straight, the money pile up