[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea] Beatles, Elvis, Jackson, I’m a king in this hoe Rest in peace, Martin Luther had had a dream in this hoe And what happened is that elephant grew big as a bitch And that motherfucker said, “Take a sniff, you the shit” White girl with a fat ass in the rap game, I know I make you mad Vacays on a private plane for my sane I hit Trinidad I know you probably hope I’m doin’ bad I know you probably think I’m over-privileged with a rich dad Put a check down and get my new pad, but that’s too bad ‘Cause I did this shit on my own, yeah I had to pick up the phone, yeah Make calls, leave home, yeah Take falls, get grown, yeah Play records for a whole lot of people who just couldn’t seem to go for it Kept runnin’ like go Forrest I got the awards to show for it But they still don’t believe me And they think this life is easy Made it far without suckin’ dick Blonde girl, no pink head Why these people all despise me? But yet these dudes wanna wife me I must be doing somethin’ right, please Back the fuck up, you lil’ side piece, peace
[Chorus] Elephant, I know they see this elephant Living in this jungle, what I do is irrelevant Elephant, I know they see this elephant Here have some peanuts open up, excellent Elephant, I know they see this elephant Living in this jungle, what I do is irrelevant Elephant, I know they see this elephant Here have some peanuts open up, excellent
[Verse 2: YG] (Four hunnid) Ayy, ayy, look I need a Grammy after my nomination Ayy, ayy, look Better turn this verse into a conversation I got a question, is it politics or is someone racist? Y’all one YG speak nah, nah, nah, nah that nigga brazy Nah, nah these niggas brazy They don’t talk about the gun shots They don’t talk about the deals I got Birds I popped, the what not Oh, I can’t spit about the block? What, I gotta turn punk rock? Oh, oh, I get it, they wanna see a mosh pit when the beat drop I don’t need a chick to make me pop I just need my breakfast hot Whether you’s a show up or not I’d rather slide my own drop Rap game fucked up Rappers turned pop, that’s why they don’t speak up I spent my last hunnid on ten of your albums Now tell me where the fuck you leadin’ us Speak up, speak up, speak up
[Refrain: Iggy Azalea & YG] I’m just a girl who love to flex (Oh) Don’t want no problems, don’t want no problems (Oh) You wanna know me? Come and ask me for your collar, for your collumn (Oh) Speak up, speak up, speak up Speak up, speak up, speak up
[Chorus] Elephant, I know they see this elephant Living in this jungle, what I do is irrelevant Elephant, I know they see this elephant Here have some peanuts open up, excellent Elephant, I know they see this elephant Living in this jungle, what I do is irrelevant Elephant, I know they see this elephant Here have some peanuts open up, excellent
[Outro: Iggy Azalea] You can’t deny it, I’m here, will never let go Unless I’m buyin’ a Phantom, will never get ghost Chordz and Stix you my brothers, you know the DRUGS code Fuck it if it’s pop this year, then raps gettin’ grown How the fuck can you complain about evolution? When most rappers spittin’ trash, called the rap pollution You can call it what you want see this is a movement Game change, know a better bitch? Introduce me, the elephant Uh, I’m standin’ right here, and you see me, the elephant
