Iggy Azalea "Down South" Songtext

Down South

[Chorus]I'm looking up north while you touching down southIm saying where I want it so you takin it out.....Keep on going, going, going down southKeep on going, going, gone and kiss that mouth

[Repeat]Kiss that. mwah, mwah, mwah...

[Verse 1]He went down and he kissed it. This pink pussy no lipstickMore like lip gloss when its sticky. Ain't no bitch bossin like IggyIm gettin head with my shades on. He head over heels he way goneGot his face looking all painted on. When he done gettin his taste onBut ain't no returnin the favorWhen you get done put yo name on this waiverMakin a statement. Bout how you ate this... Banana pudding and vanilla waferIm given it to you no chaser... But this pussy be wet on the rocksIggy do fades and braids it really don't matter. This pussy gone drip on them locksThat hello kitty no pencil pouch. This pussy neat like its stenciled outI got his tongue shining call him Mr Clean. Its like listerine when he rinse it outGot these girls callin on missions now & they say they mad cause they missin' outBut im verifying his face card and he say he love it when he kiss it now

[Chorus]I'm looking up north while you touching down southIm saying where I want it so you takin it out.....Keep on going, going, going down southKeep on going, going, gone and kiss that mouth

[Repeat]Kiss that. mwah, mwah, mwah...

[Verse 2]Im Jumping out the gym like a muthafuckin laker, hoDo me one favor. Don't do me no favorsAnd I get 380... Every time he 360Got my old dude calling. Got my new dude with meStarted in the A.... then he licked me to the bay...Pit stop in Texas... Slow it up, drankAskin Baby how it taste? I bet it taste goodI be coolin out on slauson... I bet it taste hoodGot me like Yeah, I'm Gucci.... Farragamo an louieNo department stores im in boutiquesIf it ain't high class it don't suit meGot that bubbleisious, that chewy. Make yo man act like a groupieYou like fruit? then imagine I'm smoothiePussy monster.... give me that tunchiSaid he wanna blow fish... I'm hootie. Follow my legs... to my bootySelf sufficient I do me... Broke hoes think I'm boujeeMoody who me? wild and unrulySo I drop the top on that 2 seat while his tounge roll on my tootsie

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