Iggy Azalea is a peculiar one. Honestly I didn't listen to much her music until I came across this song Work. Iggy Azalea became popular when she was apart of 2011's XXL Freshman Class (which is the Next Big Thing in Hip Hop). After that she was everywhere. Just like Nicki Minaj. Featured on many songs. Pictured at parties, rumored to be dating or bedding certain celebs. She was on her way. But then a series of complications in her contracts with record labels derailed her but instead wallowing she went a different route. Took her talents across the pond in the UK market and became a sensation. Now back in the states and releasing new music we come full circle to the song Work. Work is upbeat with a hardcore beat and heavy bass. Its a good club and radio play song. I really like the version ft Wale, Wale is one of my favorite rap artists.  Iggy Azalea is pretty cool. She got the Ke$ha vibe, but she can be a lot rougher and hardcore. I would have to listen to the rest of her music to say how I really feel about it. But so far, I like Iggy Azalea and as long she carves her own niche she will be just fine. Stick to what works for you Iggy and you'll go places. For now you got a fan in me! Check out Work and some other music by Iggy Azalea (#nowplaying Bounce)



[Intro]
Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through

[Verse 1]
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from

[Bridge x3]
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami

[Hook]
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit

[Verse 2]
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind, basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning
And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate
But the Industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!

You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels

[Bridge x3/Hook]

[Verse 3]
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffle
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn First at the light that's in front me
Cause every night I'mma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause its all that I ever had

[Outro x2]
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit...

These are some of the other songs by Iggy Azalea from her mixtapes to her songs from her stint in the overseas market.


Lyrics to Bounce

[Intro x3]
Make it bounce

[Verse 1]
I don't wanna hurt ya but I'm about to work ya
Watch your mouth drop real low
I'm turning you up, I'm burning the clutch
Full speed, both feet to the floor, feet to the floor
DJ running it back once more, time to party that's all I know
Grab somebody tell 'em, "Baby, baby, baby let's go!"

[Hook]
Bounce, make it, make it bounce (x3)
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce (x3)
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeat)
Make it bounce
Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeat)

[Verse 2]
Iggy Iggy, gettin' 'em tipsy
Tippin' in brah, to hundreds and fifties
Pullin' up, NASCAR, black car
Shittin' on everyone, sippin' whatever we feelin'
Real real good, hands to the ceiling
Dancin' we dizzy, we spinnin' we spinnin'
All about money, the night's never ending
We party till morning, tomorrow we kick it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Let ya hair down and shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit
Sweat it out, go nuts in this bitch
Dip it, spin it, and watchin' my hips
I see you watchin' my hips
Crazy, move your body like Swayze
Round and round, shake it, break it, make it bounce
It's a fucking celebration, go-go-go
Girl shake 'em down like you made it, get low-low-low
Then show the good like you're wasted, pow-pow-pow
And spray the crowd with amazement, fo' sho-sho-sho

[Outro]
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy (we go) (x3)
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Make it bounce (x3)
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeat)
Bounce, shake it, break it, make it bounce
Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeat)
Bounce, shake it, break it, make it bounce