Lolene - Boujis Baby lyrics
[Lolene - Boujis Baby lyrics]
You know, I like nice things
I can't help it, it's just who I am
I remember when I was a little girl
I would dress up like my mama
Put on her high heels in the mirror
I, I think I was Madonna
Years on, nothing's changed
I still look the same
But now I drink champagne
And like everyone else I want a taste of fame
Walk along the boulevard, and that's my name
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take mе to a place I've nevеr seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
Purple peacoat, walking down the King's Road
Marching my stillettos
Next stop, leave for LAX, I go
Work my way from the bottom to top
No turning back because I like it a lot
And now I know what it mean
To chase money and dreams
Now Her Royal Boujie-ness is
Getting her Crème, oh
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take me to a place I've never seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
I'm so boujie (I'm so boujie)
I'm so fancy (I'm so fancy)
B-b-b-b-b-boujie (B-b-b-b-b-boujie)
B-b-b-b-b baby (B-b-b-b-b baby)
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take me to a place I've never seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
I remember when I was a little girl
I would dress up like my mama
Put on her high heels in the mirror
I, I think I was Madonna
I think I was Madonna, yeah
I can't help it, it's just who I am
I remember when I was a little girl
I would dress up like my mama
Put on her high heels in the mirror
I, I think I was Madonna
Years on, nothing's changed
I still look the same
But now I drink champagne
And like everyone else I want a taste of fame
Walk along the boulevard, and that's my name
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take mе to a place I've nevеr seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
Purple peacoat, walking down the King's Road
Marching my stillettos
Next stop, leave for LAX, I go
Work my way from the bottom to top
No turning back because I like it a lot
And now I know what it mean
To chase money and dreams
Now Her Royal Boujie-ness is
Getting her Crème, oh
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take me to a place I've never seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
I'm so boujie (I'm so boujie)
I'm so fancy (I'm so fancy)
B-b-b-b-b-boujie (B-b-b-b-b-boujie)
B-b-b-b-b baby (B-b-b-b-b baby)
Diamond dreams
All my girls up in a limousine
Lavish things
Take me to a place I've never seen
Boujie baby, I wanna be boujie baby
No stop, I'm posh, what you think of that?
Don't like it? Get lost, I'm a little bit
Boujie baby, a little bit boujie baby
I wanna swing from chandeliers
Just tell me things I wanna hear
Don't try to stop me i'm a little princess
But look where it's got me
I remember when I was a little girl
I would dress up like my mama
Put on her high heels in the mirror
I, I think I was Madonna
I think I was Madonna, yeah