Rich Hipster (feat. Wale)

Hey Williamsburg Brooklyn, stand up I see you, red lipstick Uh-huh, skinny jeans and it's beanie season Coffee cups, bottom's up Let's change the world people, hands in the air "Léger" — that's what they say in Paris (Fa-da-da-da) Uh (Da-da-da) Spend a lot of money at the tattoo shop on weekends Spend a lot of dividends on indie concert tickets And I might just fly to Amsterdam To hang with a friend of mine Ray-ban shades hide the party I had at my spot last night At 4:30 make it to Grace Jones day I feel so fly (Oh-oh-oh-oh) A coffee run I'm so tired Starbucks please I'm so wired Tryna change the world, I I'm a rich hipster I hang with thirty thousandaires, yeah A really, really rich hipster The richness lives in here Point to your heart, uh (Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse, uniform) Uh What you got on? (Uniform) Uh-huh (Yet not the norm) Oh, ohh ooh (Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse, uniform) Uh You look nice (Yet not the norm) We all try to be different but we're all alike (We all try to be different) Sharing art and love we all bleed red tonight (We all bleed red) When I hit the club Yuh, promise to show me love Wussup No matter who you are, y'all can get along Meet a new stranger, make a new friend Never know maybe a friend till the end American to London and back again Wave your love when you wave your flag That's right, I said wave your love When you wave flag, be rich I'm a rich hipster I hang with thirty thousandaires Aye-yeah Uh-huh I'm a rich hipster, my richness lives in here (Uh, word, Wale go) Point to your heart (Yeah) Aye-yeah She so ahead of the curb PETA get on her nerves A thrift store for furs And I'm hoping that miss knows her worth My loafer she deserve of this that's and mores Williamsburg with the riff raff of course Bills gonna fall behind for the ills and the fashion forward OK, OK smile for the photo Cafe Havana tryna find a couple Soho's Approximately, my street, just watch me The cops do, but cabs don't I'm dark skin Chris Dior, Margiela, Givenchy Cool people in costumes is how I see it Greene Street, I'm just playing some Nasir If I ruled the world build a ghetto with non-fear And Complex will cover Obama and Romney And the only lucrative beef Is to fucking rely on me Oh, I'm a rich hipster Aye-yeah I hang with thirty thousandaires Come on Aha I'm a rich hipster My richness lives in here Point to your heart I'm a rich hipster I hang with thirty thousandaires I do, uh huh I'm a rich hipster My richness lives in here Point to your heart Oh-ooh-uh