F It Up – Iggy Azalea (featuring Kash Doll)

“F It Up” Lyrics

Just f******’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
Pull up in some new s*** (f*** it up, sis)
Just f*****’ it up, ayy
F*****’ it up

I be standing on the couch just f*****’ it up, ayy
(F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis)
F*****’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
I be in my own space just f*****’ it up, ayy
(F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis)
Just f*****’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
Ya gettin’ money feel way better than bustin’ a nut
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I’ma let these b****** know right now, I ain’t the one to play with
30 thousand, all hunnids in the bag, that’s what I stay with
If a b**** got smoke or pressure, I suggest right now you say it
He love when I slop it up, his favorite when lil Iggy spray it
I got my coins, but still gon’ look for him to pay it
News broke the net, I hate to be the one to say it
Barely show s***, and they still pay their last to graze it
B****** mad tight, their mans, they want to have my baby
Barely ever out, but when I am, I’m lookin like a lick
I grab his d***, I told him don’t say s***, he like my last flick
The AP never tick, he in my DM’s, but he never hit
I brought them b****** out, and all my bad b****** with the s****

Just f*****’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
Pull up in some new s*** (f*** it up, sis)
Just f*****’ it up, ayy
F*****’ it up
I be standing on the couch just f*****’ it up, ayy
(F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis)
F*****’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
I be in my own space just f*****’ it up, ayy
(F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis)
Just f*****’ it up (f*** it up, sis)
Ya gettin’ money feel way better than bustin’ a nut
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up, sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
F*** it up, sis, f*** it up (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Uh, drop down, bust it open (bust it open)
Wet, wet, got that Pacific Ocean (ooh, ooh)
Chuck E. Cheese me, please give me a token (that’s right)
If you want me to f*** it up like it’s broken (ayy)
See, I got no competition (ayy)
If I’m playing, I’m winnin’ (ayy)
Yeah, these diamonds be hittin’ (ayy)
Cartier Harry Winston
Wanna sleep in this good p**** like a tenant
Need a deposit in that first month, you gotta rent it (ew)
Bad b****, and it can’t be debated (that’s right)
Standin’ on a couch, I know these jealous b****** hate it
A** so big, that s*** look like it’s inflated (ah, ah)
Starving all these b******, the way me and Iggy ate it
You know I’ma f*** it up