Lyrics

Verse 1
I need a bubble bath run it for me
Light the candles, add them fancy oils,
Lemon-Sage and that Dior
Golden sinks and caviar
Private chef that’s from Rio
(ooh)

I need that Louis Vuitton yea
(Scratch that) I’ll take those shoes, that purse I want it
I want my face slapped on the car
From my rich friends at the bar
On all of their McLarens

Chorus:
I’m… trying to be humble but it’s so hard
You cannot tell me what I can’t do
I’ve worked with no regard to what’s mine, and I’ve earned it
I want it
‘Cause I’m so luxurious

Verse 2
I’ll wear a fur coat in the sun (yea),
Middle of June because I can (yea)
Dip my toes all in the sand
At my Italian mansion
On my private island

(Beep beep beep…)
I see the traffic underneath me
Took my private jet to Paris
Le Meurice Alain Ducasse
Fancy restaurant in France
Lightly cooked from Noirmoutier

Chorus:
I’m… trying to be humble but it’s so hard
You cannot tell me what I can’t do
I’ve worked with no regard to what’s mine, and I’ve earned it
I want it
Cause I’m so luxurious

Bridge
I want to eat wedding cake in my ballgown
A toilet seat bejeweled with diamonds, right now

Chorus (x2):
I’m… trying to be humble but it’s so hard
You cannot tell me what I can’t do
I’ve worked with no regard to what’s mine, and
I’ve earned it
I want it
Cause I’m so luxurious

I make me sick wanting all of this, I’d kill!
Syke, Well…maybe just a little….