Hey! Williamsburg Brooklyn, up I see you, red Uh huh skinny jeans and it's beanie Coffee cups, up Let's the world people, hands in the air Leggo, what they say in Paris
Spend a lot of money at the tattoo shop on a lot of dividends on indie concert tickets And I might just fly to To with a friend of mine Ray-ban shades hide the I had at my spot last At 4:30 make it to Grace Jones day I so fly Oho, a coffee run I'm so Starbucks I'm so wired change the world, aye
I'm a rich I hang with thousandaires, yeah A really, rich hipster The richness lives in to your heart
(Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse) you go on? (Uniform, yet not the norm) (Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse, uniform) You nice (Yet not the norm)
We all try to be different but we're all Sharing art and love we all bleed red When I hit the club, promise to me love No who you are, y'all can get along a new stranger, make a new friend Never know maybe a to the end American to London and again your love when you wave your flag That's right, I wave your love When you wave flag, be rich
I'm a hipster I hang with thousandaires, yeah I'm a rich hipster, my lives in here Point to heart
She so ahead of the PETA get on her A thrift for furs And I'm hoping miss knows her worth my loafer she of this that's and mores with the riff raff of course Bills gonna fall For the ills and the fashion OK, OK for the photo Cafe Havana find a couple Soho's Approximately, my street, just me The cops do, but cabs don't I'm skin Dior, Margiela, Givenchy Cool people in is how I see it Greene Street, I'm just playing Nasir If I ruled the world build a ghetto with non And Complex cover Obama and Romney And the only beef Is to rely on me
I'm a hipster I hang thirty thousandaires, come one aha I'm a rich hipster, my lives in here Point to your
I'm a hipster I hang thirty thousandaires, I do, uh huh I'm a rich hipster, my lives in here to your heart