1 800 BONE

[Hook: Iggy Azalea] Motherfuckers calling my phone 1-800-Bone Boy, ain't you know? I can back it up like a tonka truck So call my phone phone 1-800-Bone Say you got that gun? That AK-47 Bang! bang! bang! [Verse 1: Iggy Azalea] Iggy got that secret service this that presidential shit Get the busy tone when ya call my phone and my voicemail full of messages Say you got that AK-47 well let me see you shoot it Eat it up, beat it up boy don't bruise it Put ya hands on it don't slip don't lose it Bad bitches in my chat room, my chat room be poppin Turn that chat room to a freak show when them bad bitches get topless Put it on ustream for the whole world so the whole world can see it Got that hotline, and it's about time for me to swap it out, I gotta re-up They saying, "Iggy, oh, Iggy," they wanna play with that kitty They calling, blowing my phone up, wishing they could kick it with me The way I'm stunting I'm hurting felines, they wondering what I'm getting A hustler charging all of you customers by the minute [Hook: Iggy Azalea] [Verse 2: Iggy Azalea] I double G Y, Iggy Who fuck with I? Not many Well know like them four turtles Shredder, Bebop, and Rocksteady That late night call be the beddy-bye Now tell me, who the fuck are you sleeping on? Round trip flight where the fuck I want Doing everything you bitches don't Private parties on roof tops Exclusive shit when I shoe shop Other hoes just crew hop, while I'm pulling up in the new drop 1-800-Bone thug That freak shit I put you on some You could try all night but I won't come (you could try all night but I won't come) You better make sure you ready These killer instincts is deadly They calling two at a time, got that 3 way on my telly My hotline always ringing, I got them specials and deals You know my sex is a weapon, they lining up to get killed [Hook: Iggy Azalea] Bridge: Let me go stupid Go ape shit Go dumb Go insane In the membrane That straight jacket shit I'm a crazy bitch