เพลง Goddess (Clean Edit)

Goddess - Iggy Azalea

Ain't this what y'all need me for

You done pissed me off, what is y'all leaving for

Oh what A white girl with a flow ain't been seen before

Bow down until your knees get sore, uh

Treat Neimans like a grocery store

Selfridges get the same rapport

Ask Bey when we off on tour

Hopping out a fly whip screaming This ain't yours

How famous can one get fore she get tired

One phone call that make all the money get wired

Uh, spit fire that'll burn down an empire

20 deep in the sprinter tryna the Benz tires

Wave hello when I breeze by ya

Make enough in ten months, I could live off of retire

But I just won't quit tryna figure out

Which part of this you just don't get, huh

Lord, let me know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to the goddess, goddess, got it

Same critics wondered if I had it in me

Now want me to play friendly

But how the hell you play friendly

When the mention of my name could cause a media frenzy

The cameras flash everywhere, make it hard to miss me

Lately I been crazy til a psych will commit me

After any competition coming up against me

You think it's anything better Then come convince me

Until then I'll be leading the race

So bow down, put your knee to your face

While I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs

Set it off whenever I-G-G in the place, uh

Young rapper, goddess

Y'all a boring read like Rapper's Digest

I could never see you fall like I skip through August

I'm thinkin bout now would be the time to start this

Lord, let me know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to the goddess, goddess, got it

Put your hands to the sky

But only if you feel the vibe

They wanna bury me alive

But y'all know real gods never die

Put your hands to the sky

But only if you feel the vibe

They wanna bury me alive

But y'all know real gods never die

Lord, let me know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess, bow down to a goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us

Bow down to the goddess, goddess, got it