Fancy chords by Iggy Azalea (Ver. 4)

Ukulele version, based on the acoustic cover by Xavier Dunn.
https://youtu.be/lNsGqYZ13g0


Intro:
|   D   |  F#m  |  Bm   |   %   | (x3)
| Asus4 |   %   |   A   |   %   |


Verse 1:
D  F#m   Bm
   First things first, I'm the realest
D       F#m              Bm
   Drop this and let the whole world feel it
D        F#m Bm
     And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
Asus4                   A
   I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics
D      F#m    Bm
   You want a bad bitch like this
D          F#m          Bm
   Drop it low, pick it up just like this
D         F#m Bm
   Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
     Asus4                           A
High heels, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist
D         F#m Bm
   Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that
D      F#m         Bm
   Rooftop like we bringing '88 back
D            F#m   Bm
   Bring the hooks in, where's the bass at?
Asus4                   A
Champagne spilling, you should taste that

Chorus:
F#m    G    Bm            A
I'm so fancy, you already know
    F#m      G      Bm             A
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
F#m      G  Bm                     A
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
  F#m      G               Bm   A  G
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh


Verse 2:
       D       F#m  Bm
I said baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this
D              F#m         Bm
Can't stand no haters, and honest, the truth is
    D         F#m   Bm
And my flow retarded, this beat good, departed
Asus4                      A
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop at no department
              D          F#m Bm
Better get my money on time, if they no money, decline
            D                  F#m                       Bm
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
          D          F#m Bm
So get my money on time, if they no money, decline
             Asus4                        A
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
             D               F#m Bm
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
         D          F#m                Bm
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
          D    F#m Bm
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
       Asus4                             A
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw


Chorus:
F#m    G    Bm            A
I'm so fancy, you already know
    F#m      G      Bm             A
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
F#m      G  Bm                     A
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
  F#m      G               Bm   A  G
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh


Bridge:
Bm        F#m    G                      A
Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar
Bm          F#m      G                     A
Make the phone call, feels so good getting what I want
Bm            F#m           G                       A
Yeah, keep on turning it up Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Bm         F#m               G                       A
Film star, yeah, I'??m deluxe, classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow!


Verse 3:
D            F#m Bm
   Still stunting, how you love that?
D          F#m         Bm
   Got the whole world asking how I does that
D       F#m Bm
   Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Asus4                 A
Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
D    F#m   Bm
    Uhhhhhh that's just the way you like it, huh?
D           F#m             Bm
   It is so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
D    F#m Bm
       Never turn down nothing
Asus4                    A
Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like


Chorus:
N.C.
I'm so fancy, you already know
N.C.
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
F#m      G  Bm                     A
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
  F#m      G               Bm   A  G