Not Important (Explicit)
Iggy Azalea"Not Important (Explicit)" is a song by Iggy Azalea, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:21 long and contains 60 lines and 386 words.
Lyrics
0:09We are not the same
0:10Joke's on you, Damon Wayans
0:12Pussy so sweet, candy cane
0:1440-inch mane, nails lookin' like purple rain
0:17I'll be in the back screamin', "Money ain't a thing"
0:19You be in the front lookin' bummy, you a lame
0:22You broke, crashed on me, it's a shame
0:24Hold up, I think I've seen this before
0:26No bags when he leave out the store
0:28Hold up, I think I've seen this before
0:31Gucci belt, but he sleep on the floor
0:34Every night, you need a new alibi
0:37I see right through your disguise
0:40This ain't what you advertise
0:42Goodbye
0:43You not important
0:45No doubt, I can't endorse it
0:47Slow down, ain't gotta force it
0:50Keep tryna paint that portrait
0:52Know this, you not important
0:55Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you
0:56Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important)
0:58Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you
1:01Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you
1:03You-you are not me
1:04Pockets ain't greased, Sandra Dee
1:06Dubai on a shopping spree
1:08First class seat
1:09Had to catch a wave overseas
1:11You tellin' true lies, I ain't Jamie Lee
1:13You gotta pay the fee
1:14Hold up, you took a swing and you missed
1:16Outside 'cause you ain't on the list
1:18Hold up, I see that thing on your wrist
1:21Real Presi's ain't supposed to tick, bitch
1:23Every night, you need a new alibi
1:26I see right through your disguise
1:29This ain't what you advertise
1:31Goodbye
1:33You not important
1:34No doubt, I can't endorse it
1:37Slow down, ain't gotta force it
1:39Keep tryna paint that portrait
1:41Know this, you not important
1:45Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you
1:46Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important)
1:48Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you
1:50Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you
1:54Ya'll don't call the shots that I do
1:56All y'all birdies fly to my coupe
1:58Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do
2:01Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes
2:03Ya'll don't call the shots that I do
2:06All y'all birdies fly to my coupe
2:08Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do
2:11Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes
2:14Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you
2:15Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you
2:18Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you
2:21Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you
We are not the same Joke's on you, Damon Wayans Pussy so sweet, candy cane 40-inch mane, nails lookin' like purple rain I'll be in the back screamin', "Money ain't a thing" You be in the front lookin' bummy, you a lame You broke, crashed on me, it's a shame Hold up, I think I've seen this before No bags when he leave out the store Hold up, I think I've seen this before Gucci belt, but he sleep on the floor Every night, you need a new alibi I see right through your disguise This ain't what you advertise Goodbye You not important No doubt, I can't endorse it Slow down, ain't gotta force it Keep tryna paint that portrait Know this, you not important Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important) Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you You-you are not me Pockets ain't greased, Sandra Dee Dubai on a shopping spree First class seat Had to catch a wave overseas You tellin' true lies, I ain't Jamie Lee You gotta pay the fee Hold up, you took a swing and you missed Outside 'cause you ain't on the list Hold up, I see that thing on your wrist Real Presi's ain't supposed to tick, bitch Every night, you need a new alibi I see right through your disguise This ain't what you advertise Goodbye You not important No doubt, I can't endorse it Slow down, ain't gotta force it Keep tryna paint that portrait Know this, you not important Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you (You not important) Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you Ya'll don't call the shots that I do All y'all birdies fly to my coupe Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes Ya'll don't call the shots that I do All y'all birdies fly to my coupe Won't stop chirpin' 'bout what I do Y'all ain't worthy, bow to my shoes Broke bitch, yeah, I know 'bout you Fake rich, yeah, I know 'bout you Don't lie, yeah, I know 'bout you Oh my, yeah, I know 'bout you
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