Fancy chords by Iggy Azalea (Ver. 3)

Chords:

    Cm    Cm7   C7sus4   Eb    Bb    Gm
e|--3-----6-----3-------6-----6-----3-----------------------------------|
B|--4-----4-----6-------8-----6-----3-----------------------------------|
G|--5-----3-----3-------8-----7-----3-----------------------------------|
D|--5-----5-----5-------8-----8-----5-----------------------------------|
A|--3-----3-----3-------6-----8-----5-----------------------------------|
E|--3-----3-----3-------6-----6-----3-----------------------------------|

The verses are played with the lowest two strings, E and A, of the chord.
The Cm chords is strummed twice to start the Bassline.

 Verse 1
Cm      Eb               Gm, Cm
 First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest)
Cm           Eb          Gm           Cm
 Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
Cm      Eb               Gm, Cm
 And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
Cm           Eb          Gm            Cm
 I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)
Cm       Eb              Gm, Cm
 You should want a bad bitch like this (Huh?)
Cm           Eb          Gm            Cm
 Drop it low and pick it up just like this (Yeah)
Cm       Eb              Gm, Cm
 Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
Cm           Eb          Gm            Cm
 High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrist)
Cm       Eb              Gm, Cm
 Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (Never)
Cm           Eb          Gm            Cm
 Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (What?)
Cm       Eb              Gm, Cm
 Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Cm           Eb          Gm            Cm
 Champagne spillin', you should taste that

Chorus:

 Cm (or Cm7,Cm,C7sus,Cm)
 I'm so fancy
 Eb           Bb
 You already know
 Cm
 I'm in the fast lane
 Bb           F
 From L.A. to Tokyo
 Cm
 I'm so fancy
 Eb                   Bb
 Can't you taste this gold?
 Cm       Bb
 Remember my name
 F
 'Bout to blow

Verse 2

Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this"
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
Cm            Eb            Gm, Cm
 I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
Cm            Eb            Gm         Cm
 I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw

Chorus
Cm
 I'm so fancy
Eb           Bb
 You already know
Cm
 I'm in the fast lane
Bb            F
 From L.A. to Tokyo
Cm
 I'm so fancy
Eb                    Bb
 Can't you taste this gold?
Cm
 Remember my name
Bb        F
 'Bout to blow

Bridge
 Cm
 Trash the hotel
 Eb              Bb
 Let's get drunk on the mini bar
 Cm
 Make the phone call
 Bb            F
 Feels so good getting what I want
 Cm
 Yeah, keep on turning it up
 Eb                   Bb
 Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
 Cm
 Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
 Bb                  F
 Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch

Verse 3
Cm      Eb        Gm, Cm
 Still stunned, how you love that
Cm      Eb        Gm        Cm
 Got the whole world asking how I does that
Cm      Eb        Gm, Cm
 Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Cm      Eb        Gm         Cm
 Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
Cm      Eb        Gm, Cm
 It's just the way you like it, huh?
Cm      Eb        Gm         Cm
 He's so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Cm      Eb        Gm, Cm
 Never turn down money
Cm      Eb        Gm         Cm
 Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like

Chorus
Cm
 I'm so fancy
Eb           Bb
 You already know
Cm
 I'm in the fast lane
Bb            F
 From L.A. to Tokyo
Cm
 I'm so fancy
Eb                    Bb
 Can't you taste this gold?
Cm
 Remember my name
A3        F
 'Bout to blow

Outro
Cm      Eb       Gm, Cm
 Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
Cm      Eb       Gm      Cm
 That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Cm      Eb       G, Cm
 Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y