High Class" Omo lepa, sirinko Oya let's go, moni rinso So lowo? Mo wati Jo je n jojo titi kati Ki lo wapa, se Bugatti Aston Martin, Maserati Mi n se Sikira, I'm not Bimpe I'm high class, I'm not cheap eh Ti o ba lowo mi o da loun Ko lo yawo, ko lo gba loan A bo ranju, a bo ripe mo wo Gucci I'm not cheap eh, mo wo Louis omo Vuitton Don't prepare, ko yari tan To ba carry, to ba ni something Je a lo le, je a lo ni fun She know plan to find her hero She just wants to counter zero She like man wey get money o So, they're calling her aristo Omo lepa, sirinko Oya let's go, moni rinso So lowo? Mo wati Jo je n jojo titi kati Ki lo wapa, se Bugatti Aston Martin, Maserati Mi n se Sikira, I'm not Bimpe I'm high class, I'm not cheap eh She get sense, yes her head correct She go down make big man resurrect And it's though, owo lo fe collect She say oh where me and you connect? Say my girl before make I just forget Cause she's seen my Jeep, she's seen my wallet Iru epo bayi, oun ki je bawon je Emi o ni choice afi ki n ma object See the one that is standing bus stop is aware You are pompous I will throw money and you will go with me No be until to ba duro n titi Ka to mo pe you're seeing the whole city Believe her when she says she knows gidi She looks fly but oun gan ni ogidi Omo lepa, sirinko Oya let's go, moni rinso So lowo? Mo wati Jo je n jojo titi kati Ki lo wapa, se Bugatti Aston Martin, Maserati Mi n se Sikira, I'm not Bimpe I'm high class, I'm not cheap eh

Everybody needs one night To go out in style Try on a little spotlight for a little while I'm talking fancy Where the food ain't fast Two forks, two knives Bud Light in a glass Rent us a car, show up late Valet this ride Credit on my cards Money in the bank At least for tonight Keepin' my shades on inside All dressed in black Escalade these Luccheses Yeah baby, cattle up this lac We ain't on the list but we on the list When you look like this and you walk like that Skip the line baby, don't look back Tonight we high class Yeah, tonight we high class, high class Hey, hey Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Come on baby Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Tonight we high class Point at the DJ He knows what to play Out on the dance floor all the girls be like I heard he taught Timberlake Cause I'm smooth when I move I'm outta my league but confident I've had high life but not like this A good ole' boy could get used to Keepin' my shades on inside All dressed in black Escalade these Luccheses Yeah baby, cattle up this lac We ain't on the list but we on the list When you look like this and you walk like that Skip the line baby, don't look back Tonight we high class Yeah, tonight we high class, high class Hey, hey Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Come on baby Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Tonight we high class Can't take it with you With you when you die So I'm going all out Spend my overtime Can't take it with you With you when you die So I'm going all out At least for tonight Got my shades on inside Oh yeah, all night Escalade these Luccheses, yeah baby Yeah, cattle up this lac Ha ha Keepin' my shades on inside All dressed in black Escalade these Luccheses Yeah baby, cattle up this lac We ain't on the list but we on the list When you look like this and you walk like that Skip the line baby, don't look back Tonight we high class Yeah, tonight we high class, high class Hey, hey Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Come on baby Drop a little bit, drop a little bit more Tonight we high class

Bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock †n' roll band You find a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby Well, go and find a rich man, put your arms around him Tell him that you love him and then go out and drown him Maybe with your riches, you'll find true happiness But I'll stay here a-rocking †cause it's what I love the best In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby Bye, bye, bye, bye, baby doll, I find you too high class I bought myself a ticket but you won't let me pass This pink champagne and caviar are all very grand But I prefer just rocking to a rock †n' roll band You find a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' There'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoe Honey, I soon lose the blues, bye, bye, my baby High class baby High class baby High class baby High class baby You've got sable mink and a Cadillac Believe me honey, you're taking things too far You can't find a true love with a sack of gold Come on and love me, little honey, before you grow too old In a joint that's a hoppin' and a cat that's a boppin' And there'll be no stoppin' me, wait and see Lotta things I gotta do, go put on my dancing shoes Honey, I soon lose the blues, wait until you hear the news You're still my own true, my very own true You're still my high class, baby High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Baby, you're so high class) High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Don't be mean to me, baby) High class baby, high class baby, high class baby, high class baby (Baby, you're so high class, don't be mean, baby)

She won't drive a Cadillac unless it's new She says gold is just a place to put my jewel I work double shifts for one more pair of shoes This livin' easy's getting hard to do My daddy said never spend more than you make And that advice I've always tried to take 'Til the day you walked into the room Now livin' easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm trying Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a million in the bank but you need two Cause a man's gotta do what he's gotta do I'm going back to bustin' ass and singing blues This livin easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm tryin' Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a tombstone in the back yard one day Hand carved under my name it will say Here lies a man who found out far too soon This livin' easy's gotten way too hard to do 'Til the day that you walked into the room This livin easy's getting hard to do