Luxurious

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, yeah
(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 (Ooh)

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'll wear a fur coat in the sun (Yeah)
Middle of June because I can (Yeah)
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

I'm trying to be humble but it's so hard
You cannot tell me what I can't do, ah
I've worked with no regard to what's mine
And I've earned it, I want it
'Cause I'm so luxurious

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

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'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...