C'est Beau La Bourgeoisie

It's for the petite bourgeoisie who drinks champagne,
It's for all the French drops that I no longer speak English to,
I'm not crazy, I'm just fond of you,
And all the piles of money that grow next to you.
It's for the petite bourgeoisie who lounges in Hawaii
Who regularly pay for the glass of champagne
I'm crazy, I'm just fond of you,
And all the piles of money that grow next to you

Just recording that track for all the bitches out there,
Shaking their ass like they just don't care,
Like they just don't care

You spent your life taking your time,
Loads of money that you hide in your gloves
Broke to the teeth, you spend your parents' cash
To get into the singles parties at 30.

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I'm a bitch (x3)
The glass is for me if you fight the price inside
You won't have to struggle to get the 100 bill spit out
There are things that have no price,
Like the latest Versace bag.

I'm just recording now a track for all the bitches out there,
Shaking their ass like I just don't care,
Like I just don't care

Lalalala

I'm just recording a track for all the bitches out there,
Shaking their ass like I just don't care,
Oh, just don't care,
Just don't care,

I would like to drink, a glass, of drink, of champagne

It's for the petite, ...
Who drinks champagne

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