Millionaire Misfits
Iggy Azalea Lyrics


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(Intro)
Yeah we finally on, tell the world on
Yeah we finally on, tell the world on
Tell the world we on,tell the world we on
That's the shit that I live for
That's the shit that I live for
That's the shit that I live for
Who we sent get real
Tell the world we on

(Verse : Iggy Azalea)
We fucking like blissing,eh TIP done made an investment
It's hustle game till I'm resting
Plus I'm riding around and I'm flexin'
Hundred racks for a show,run it
Broke bitches, I blow honey
See you ain't talking 'bout no money
What you talking 'bout hoe? Nothing,nothing
GDOD,get dough or die we do
Powder blue Guiseppes and I ease a Maserati coupe
To all my bitches that's pretty and got a body too
Tell 'em throw that dough in the air and go catch it

(Hook)
I said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
We kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
Finally on (That's the shit that I live for)
The world we on(That's the shit that I live for) ,
Yeah we finally on (That's the shit that I live for )
The world we on(That's the shit that I live for
Who we sent to get real)

(Verse: B.O.B)
I said, I said ,I said I hop in the coupe
Them I throw up the deuce
I take my city every where I go
In that A hat salute
You see it's hustle game bang bang my niggers
We too hard you can't hang
Ain't no candidates ridin' this beat, that murder business campaign
See I roll up the ciggy,burning donuts with Iggy
Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest shit in yo city
Your woman know when we coming she gon' pop up any minute
She poppin' nails,poppin' pillies
Might cop a Porsche, pop a wheelie

(Hook)
I said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
We kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
Finally on
The world we on
Yeah we finally on
The world we on

(Verse : Iggy Azalea)
Okay shining all I know, and balling all I do
Get the millions when the spring and summer fall I do
Falling through, you saw my crew
We red carpet ready,bitch you say you are as who
Dead fresh like we woke up on the runway
Damn bitch,body banging like gun play
Red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks
No Hyundai I'm dumn paid
Couldn't get 3 stacks outta Andre
They ask me what I want, I ask 'em what you got
Everything private plane multi million dollar yacht
Got that off my hand the mansion
On my way to Cabo ,riding suicidal condos
Get money by the fallows

(Hook)
I said we kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits
We kick shit ,big shit, million dollar misfits
Million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits
That's the shit that I live for
That's the shit that I live for




That's the shit that I live for
Tell the world we on

Overall Meaning

The song "Millionaire Misfits" by Iggy Azalea ft. Bob is an upbeat and energetic rap song that talks about their luxurious lifestyles as millionaires. The lyrics depict a glamorous and extravagant lifestyle filled with private planes, mansions, and expensive cars. The chorus describes them as "millionaire misfits" who kick big shit and live for their wealth and fame. The duo brags about their hustle, and highlights their money-making abilities and extravagant spending habits. They reference their high-profile connections and the red-carpet lifestyle they lead, thereby implying that they do not fit in with the norms of society.


In the first verse, Iggy Azalea raps about her success and how she's made an investment with TIP, and it's all about the hustle game till she's resting. She discusses how she earns hundreds of thousands for a single show and taunts those who don't have the money. The hook describes the duo as "millionaire misfits" who are finally on and that's what they live for. The second verse sung by B.O.B is about his journey to success and the hard work he put in to reach where he is. He states that he takes his city everywhere he goes and that he stays true to his roots. He talks about his bond with Iggy and their experience performing all over the world. He ends his verse by saying, "get money by the fallows," which emphasizes the importance of their wealth and fame.


Overall, the lyrics of "Millionaire Misfits" depict the glamorous life of Iggy Azalea and Bob, who are living their dreams as millionaires, enjoying their luxurious lifestyle, and flaunting their riches in the face of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah we finally on, tell the world on
We've made it, let everyone know


That's the shit that I live for
I live for success and making money


Who we sent get real
We are authentic and true to ourselves


We fucking like blissing,eh TIP done made an investment
We are successful and TIP has invested in us


It's hustle game till I'm resting
We work hard until we achieve success


Plus I'm riding around and I'm flexin'
I'm flaunting my wealth and success


We kick shit ,big shit million dollar misfits
We are successful and unique


Hundred racks for a show,run it
We make a lot of money from our performances


Broke bitches, I blow honey
I don't associate with people who aren't successful


See you ain't talking 'bout no money
If you're not talking about success and wealth, I'm not interested


GDOD,get dough or die we do
We work hard to make money


Powder blue Guiseppes and I ease a Maserati coupe
I have expensive taste and own a luxury car


To all my bitches that's pretty and got a body too
My successful female friends are attractive and healthy


Tell 'em throw that dough in the air and go catch it
We make so much money that we can throw it around and still have plenty


I said, I said, I said I hop in the coupe
I get into my luxury car


Them I throw up the deuce
Then I make a peace sign/gesture


It's hustle game bang bang my niggers
We work hard and are successful


We too hard you can't hang
We're too successful for you to keep up with


Ain't no candidates ridin' this beat, that murder business campaign
No one can compete with our successful careers


See I roll up the ciggy,burning donuts with Iggy
I smoke and hang out with successful people like Iggy Azalea


Anywhere we land on the globe, we the hottest shit in yo city
Everywhere we go, we are the most successful people there


Your woman know when we coming she gon' pop up any minute
Our success makes us attractive to women


She poppin' nails,poppin' pillies
She's taking drugs and doing her nails to prepare for our arrival


Might cop a Porsche, pop a wheelie
I might buy a luxury car and do a wheelie on it


Okay shining all I know, and balling all I do
I only know how to be successful and make money


Get the millions when the spring and summer fall I do
I make the most money during the busiest seasons


Your woman know when we coming she gon' pop up any minute
Women are attracted to our success


Dead fresh like we woke up on the runway
We're always looking fashionable and fresh


Red bottoms no high tops no sick rocks
I'm not wearing cheap shoes or jewelry


No Hyundai I'm dumn paid
I don't drive a cheap car, I'm very wealthy


Couldn't get 3 stacks outta Andre
I can make more money than Andre 3000


They ask me what I want, I ask 'em what you got
I'm so successful that I can get whatever I want


Everything private plane multi million dollar yacht
I have expensive taste and own luxurious transportation


Got that off my hand the mansion
I own a mansion


On my way to Cabo, riding suicidal condos
I'm flying to Cabo and staying in expensive condos


Get money by the fallows
I make money easily and quickly




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i love this song iggy is awesome

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i love this song!

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[Verse 1 — Iggy Azalea:]
First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' 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, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that

[Hook — 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

[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
And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop in no department
To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not 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 the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw

[Hook — 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

[Bridge — Charli XCX:]
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
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 stunned, how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It's just the way you like it, huh?
You so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down money,
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like

[Hook — 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

[Outro:]
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y
Blow

Who-who-who-who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y
Blow

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