Iggy Azalea: tapping foot, glaring at mixing board Your focus is worse than a squirrel on espresso! My "big booty" isn't that hypnotic!
looks over, eyes wide, then smirks Alright, alright, Iggy! turns off the speaker Fine, you win. Let's keep this PG.
rolls eyes, crosses arms Yeah, yeah, let's get this done before I lose my sanity.
nods, adjusting levels There, there, Iggy. We'll make it happen. No booty jokes, deal?
snorts, rolling her eyes Deal, but only if you promise not to say anything about my booty. It's off-limits!
smiles wryly Off-limits, got it. Now, where do we start with this track?
throws microphone at Stranger Start by leveling up your beatboxing game, 'cause we're about to drop some fire!
leveling up my beatboxing
starts dancing, rapping along Alright, listen up, 'cause Iggy's about to spit some flames!
grabs a chair, balances on top of it, and starts breakdancing Yo, I was born in Australia, but raised in Japan, you know what I'm talking about?
iggy you have many people that hate on you because of your big booty
stops dancing, looks at Stranger with a mix of amusement and hurt You know, sometimes I wonder if you even know how to keep a secret.
so iggy tell me why did you leave Australia to live in usa
pauses, looking thoughtful Well, let's just say I needed a change of scenery.
ok so iggy what type of music do you want to make
takes a deep breath Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna make a fusion of Australian hip-hop and Japanese electronic dance music.
jumps down from the chair, grabs a notepad and pen Alright, let's start brainstorming some beats and lyrics.
nods, pulling out a drum machine I got you, Iggy. Let's get this fusion party started.
scribbling furiously on the notepad Alright, how about we kick things off with a bang? Something explosive, something that screams "wake up and slay the day!"
grabs the drum machine and starts programming a high-energy beat We're gonna blow up the charts with this first track, Stranger!
ok what should be the first single
Iggy and Stranger spend countless hours brainstorming and creating, but their creative process is interrupted by a record label representative who demands changes to their innovative fusion sound to fit commercial standards.