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Drake - Fancy (Ft. T.I. & Swizz Beatz) - HQ Full Song
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Performer
Ace Spectrum
Ace Spectrum
Sampled Artist
Mary J. Blige
Mary J. Blige
Background Vocals
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Keyboards
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Songwriter
H. Zant
H. Zant
Songwriter
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Assistant Recording Engineer
Miguel Scott
Miguel Scott
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Go, a-go 'head (go, go), a-go 'he-, go, a-go 'head A-go, go, go, go, go, go 'head A-go, go, go, go, go, a-go 'head Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di- Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? You-you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did (uh) N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di-, oh, you fancy, huh? You gettin' ready, so I know we gon' be here awhile In the bathroom, flat irons and nail files Spendin' hours in salons on your hairstyle In the mall, steady rackin' up the air miles Hit the gym, step on the scale, stare at the number You say you droppin' 10 pounds preparin' for summer And you don't do it for the man, men never notice You just do it for yourself, you're the fuckin' coldest Intelligent too, ooh, you're my sweetheart I've always liked my women book and street smart Long as they got a lil' class like half days And the confidence to overlook my past ways Time heals all, and heels hurt to walk in But they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in And look I really think nobody does it better I love the way that you put it together, uh Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di- Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? You-you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di-, oh, you fancy, huh? (Sup girl?) Well, aren't you a breath of fresh air? From all these superficial gold diggin' bitches in here They get a baller think that they ain't got to pick a career Guess they plan on suckin' dicks until some millions appear Like voilà, you do it right, he might just buy you a car Man, she play these suckers just like B.o.B play the guitar Now here you are with your girls havin' drinks at the bar I say I'm buyin' you declinin' that is kinda bizarre Independent, with the demeanor of an RnB singer Make it rain finger (check), M3 beamer (check) Champagne Range, triple white Jag' Closet full of brand-new clothes and handbags Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louis and Bebe You ain't needy, greedy or easy as these other breezy's Who fuck for bottles of Riesling and bowls of baked ziti Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di- Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? You-you fancy huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (uh, oh), everything di-, oh, you fancy, huh? Atlanta girls (whoo), let me see your hands (yeah) Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends (come on) Girl, you got it, let 'em know that everything big, uh Nail done, hair done, everything big And my NY girls (whoo), let me see your hands (bounce) Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends (come on) Girl, you got it, let 'em that know everything big, uh Nail done, hair done, everything big And my LA girls (whoo), let me see your hands (bounce) Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends (come on) Girl, you got it, let 'em know that everything big Nails done, hair done, everything big (come on) And my TO girls (right), let me see your hands (whoo) Wave 'em at them bitches hatin' on you with their friends (right, yeah) Girl, you got it, let 'em know that everything big (uh-huh) Nail done, hair done (yeah), nail done, hair done Say go Cinderella, go Cinderella Orgasm blush, lipstick and concealer Devil in a tight dress, girl, you a killer And ain't nobody realer, and ain't nobody realer Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go (showtime) Go, go, go, go (as-as we-we proceed, whoo) Uh, five and a half in boys, ass is off the hook Cinderella 'bout to lose the glass off her foot And when I find it is when I find you And we can do the things we never got the time to Better late than never, but never late is better They tell me time is money, well we'll spend it together I'm down for whatever, you just lead the way We go to dinner, you don't even look at me to pay Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me And Jason had this girl Tammy with a purple Bentley How she got it I ain't never get to ask I just knew that she was fine like a ticket on the dash Yeah, but shout-out to the homeowners The girls that got diplomas, and enough money to loan us A lil' somethin' extra should we ever need it If it sounds like you, then let me hear you repeat it Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di- Oh, you fancy, huh (huh), oh, you fancy, huh? You-you fancy, huh, oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did N-nails done, hair done (oh), everything di-, oh, you fancy, huh? (Fancy)
Writer(s): Clifford J. Harris, Noah James Shebib, Avery Jerome William Chambliss, Aubrey T. Johnson, Kasseem Dean, Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Henry Edward Zant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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