A Line-by-Line Analysis of “Fancy” by Iggy Azalea ft. Charli XCX

July 05, 2014 / by / 30 Comments

With its sixth week atop the Billboard Hot 100, “Fancy” has now claimed the title for the longest-leading No. 1 by a female rapper. Since Iggy Azalea looks poised to continue her run as the face and voice of Summer, we here at National Ave thought it would be of value to explain the meaning of the song you’re bound to hear at least 21,937 more times before September arrives.

(feat. Charli XCX)

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
First thing’s first, I’m the realest
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)

In Iggy Azalea’s first lines of “Fancy,” she wants to let her listeners know that she is the most authentic, talented rapper in the game. She does this by dropping her ass to the ground so low it makes the entire world shake (Fun Fact: 75% of recent earthquakes have been caused by Iggy Azalea’s ass). 

And I’m still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I’m givin’ lessons in physics (right, right)

Despite being a reputable rapper familiar with “the streets,” Ms. Azalea is no stranger to education. Iggy has extensive knowledge about the world of physics, and she would be happy to teach you about inertia if necessary.

You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)

Iggy may be educated, but she’s also no basic schoolgirl. Rather, Iggy Azalea is an extremely aggressive and volatile person, as demonstrated in her earth-shaking ass drops.

Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin’ worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin’ all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin’ ’88 back (what?)

Iggy Azalea is such a “bad bitch” that she has no regard for her own safety, or the safety of others. She frequently consumes heavy amounts of alcohol whilst wearing high heels on the tops of buildings. Yeah, she might fall over and knock somebody off – but she doesn’t give a shit. You’re peasants in her Fancy world.

Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?

AWWW SHIT. Here comes the bass!!!!! You ready for the drop??????? Get your fist ready, bro.

Champagne spillin’, you should taste that

Iggy Azalea is certainly ready for the bass. She’s so drunk that she’s spilling her champagne everywhere – but honestly, her champagne probably tastes better off the floor than yours does in a glass, you filthy serf.

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m so fancy
You already know

If it hasn’t been made perfectly clear earlier, Charli XCX is here to let you know: Iggy Azalea is better than you. Her cars are nicer, her lovers are better looking – and her shit comes out in the form of diamonds. It hurts tremendously, but that’s the price of being fancy.

I’m in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo

Iggy Azalea has no regard for your silly laws. She drives in the carpool lane no matter how many people are in her car.

I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold?

Iggy Azalea also eats gold. She’s spent years trying to shit a fully formed ring, but has yet to find the right mix of gold and diamonds.

Remember my name
‘Bout to blow

Uh-oh. Looks like things might be taking a turn for the worse. Iggy Azalea might’ve had a little too much to drink, as she may just throw up (she’ll be throwing up gold, of course). Charli XCX is being a good friend here, requesting that everyone remember her name in case the emergency responders need her contact information.

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
I said, “Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this.”

Don’t you get it yet? Iggy Azalea is so fucking fancy. She thought you’d understand by now. Idiots.

Can’t stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Swagger on stupid, I can’t shop in no department

Iggy wants you to know that she’s honestly so much better than everyone, even her dumbest songs are better than anything you could ever achieve. That 3-minute song about how great her vagina is? Yeah, it’s making her so much money that she can’t even step into a department store without feeling like a homeless person.

To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can’t worry ’bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind

Do you hear that, haters? Iggy Azalea can’t hear you over the sound of ALL OF THAT MONEY. THERE’S NOTHING IN THE WORLD OF IGGY AZALEA THAT ISN’T MONEY, SO PLEEEEEAAAASE – just don’t bother her.

Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I’m up in here with some change to throw

In case you forgot whom the famed temptress with the building-collapsing ass making all of this money in this song is, it’s Iggy Azalea. She spells her name thusly, I-G-G-Y. Make sure you don’t forget that. I hear the paramedics might need it.

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m so fancy
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold?
Remember my name
‘Bout to blow

Nothing has changed in the past thirty seconds. Iggy Azalea is still better than you, and despite her health concerns, she’s still eating gold. She hasn’t gotten sick yet, but Charli XCX is still concerned, so make sure you don’t forget Iggy’s name. She spelled it for you and everything.

[Bridge: Charli XCX]
Trash the hotel
Let’s get drunk on the mini bar

Welp. Looks like this is going to hell in a hand basket. Now Charli XCX is just saying “fuck it” and joining Iggy in getting absolutely shitfaced on hard alcohol and gold.

Make the phone call

To the paramedics. Charli XCX may be giving up her fight to help Iggy, but at least she’s being responsible about it.

Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don’t give a fuck

Fuck you and your rules, Mr. Simple man. You hear that? These ladies are not here to be a puppet to your plan and laws. They’re here to get drunk and break shit. You cannot stop them.

Film star, yeah I’m deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don’t get to touch

We take a break from this analysis for a real quick public service announcement: Just because a woman is drunk and scantily clad doesn’t mean she’s giving you permission to touch her. Just don’t do it. That should be a pretty easy concept to grasp.

Also, don’t try to finger women when they try to crowd surf. How would you feel if some stranger tried to stick their hand up your body while you were at your job? Not good, right? Surprisingly, musical artists have share that distaste, so maybe just don’t do that ever. Great. Back to the analysis.

[Verse 3: Iggy Azalea]
Still stuntin’, how you love that?

Yep. Iggy Azalea is still out there making more money than you could even imagine. Drunk and full of gold and half-formed diamonds, Iggy will not stop for anything.

Got the whole world asking how I does that

Iggy Azalea makes so much money it confuses people. Like, people legitimately don’t understand how she’s making so much money. Some people are even angry about it. But like she said before, she really doesn’t care. Probably too much money around her to hear anything.

Hot girl, hands off, don’t touch that

Hey, break time again. Don’t touch people without their permission. That’s all. You’re smart, I don’t think I need to say anything else.

Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It’s just the way you like it, huh?
You so good, he’s just wishing he could bite it, huh?

Apparently people want to do more than touch Iggy Azalea – they want to eat her. Not in the fun, Colonel Angus kind of way, either. Like the Jeffrey Dahmer kind of way. That’s…uhhh…alarming – to say the least.

Never turn down money,
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like

If you try to eat Iggy Azalea, she will literally kill you. She has the money to do it and make you disappear forever. You doubt her? She eats gold.

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m so fancy
You already know
I’m in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I’m so fancy
Can’t you taste this gold?
Remember my name
‘Bout to blow

Still fancy. Still breaking laws. Still eating gold. Yeah, you may as well bow down and accept her dominance over you. It’s looking like it may not end anytime soon.

Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y

Looks like I spoke too soon. She’s gonna explode. When the paramedics arrive, don’t forget her name. I-G-G-Y. It’s literally only four letters long. You can do this.

Who-who-who-who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y

I-G-G-Y, guys. I-G-G-Y. Ignore those extra I’s – she’s just wasted. It’s I-G-G-Y. Help her out. I’m sure she’ll try to stop causing ass-quakes if you get her through this.