Bài hát Is That Right Báo Lỗi

Iggy got the sauce

Come and taste it in the kitchen

Look inside my heart

Bet you can't find any feelings

Hit it all night

Got no time for intermission

Fall in love, I'm a drug

You might need an intervention

Men inside my mentions shoot

They shot but they keep missin'

Take me on vacation, fuck you think

You must be trippin'

All my haters got 'em shakin'

In my presence like it's Christmas

Put a mistletoe above my ass

For you to kiss it

Now, is that right

Ho, is that right

Heard they catchin' up to me

Ho, is that right

Heard that you had sex with me

Oh, is that right

You could never fuck with me

On my bad night

Huh, is that right

Ho, is that right

You the one to knock me off

Now is that right

Heard that I stopped goin' hard

Now is that right

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right

Bitches bettin' on lot of shit

When pull up in Bentley truck

Tired of paparazzi, but I'm fly

So I don't give a fuck

Drive a hundred, let my window down

And throw some hunnids out

Pop up on a bitch

Like: What's all that shit you talkin' 'bout

Colder than the winter

But I'm shinin' like the sun

Got designer on my body

Got designer for my son

I ain't worry 'bout the press

I can see you pressed, you a mess

Watch your mouth 'fore

I'm at you bitches' neck, yeah

Now, is that right

Ho, is that right

Heard they catchin' up to me

Ho, is that right

Heard that you had sex with me

Oh, is that right

You could never fuck with me

On my bad night

Huh, is that right

Ho, is that right

You the one to knock me off

Now is that right

Heard that I stopped goin' hard

Now is that right

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right

You think I'm trippin' off a bitch

Then boy, you don't really don't know me

I just been kickin' bitches off

This rap shit, I'm a bully

Bigger dog and big homie

Ain't no flaw in my Rollie

Heard it all, then seen it all

And ain't not talkin', just show me

Ah shit, where the fuck was I

When they all got all rich

Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch

You know my palm itch

Matchin' gifts with Iggy

So he make it to my call list

Nasty with my bitches

Now he askin' for Minajs

Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me

I got all this money on me

But please, don't ask me

All this gas I'm smokin'

Got my vocals so raspy

I been hearin' bitches gossip

But it go past me, yeah

Now, is that right

Ho, is that right

Heard they catchin' up to me

Ho, is that right

Heard that you had sex with me

Oh, is that right

You could never fuck with me

On my bad night

Huh, is that right

Ho, is that right

You the one to knock me off

Now is that right

Heard that I stopped goin' hard

Now is that right

I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right